People say time heals everything. That I will eventually feel whole again. That I won't always feel so broken and empty. But I've been waiting and waiting. For something i fear may never be fixed. I watch this clock day and night. Wondering if today is the day, I'll find myself again. I've been pretty damn patient with this pain. I won't lie i feel the difference from then and now. But every night i sleep, my head fills up with things I'd like to forget. As much as i hate these thoughts and waking up to the daily reminders. I cant control what happens at night. The minutes past and im still drowning. The clock is ticking for a life time of waiting.
A collection of my experiments. I do not usually write poetry but I will when the mood inspires me.
This story is not mine !!! Credit belongs to owner Just enjoy !Ruan Jiu Jiu (Chiu Chiu ) transmigrated into a book where the female lead had a crush on an unobtainable white piece of moonlight.In the book, the white piece of moonlight Cheng Jun had good looks yet had achieved nothing, just a cold and beautiful flower vase. Ruan Jiu Jiu ( chiu chiu ) transmigrated into the body of the white piece of moonlight Cheng Jun's wife, a snobbish and malicious woman. When Ruan Jiu Jiu transmigrated, a divorce agreement was on the table. Cheng Jun's whole body was drenched from the rain, eating a completely lacking-in-nutrition instant noodles.Looking at that beautiful face she mildly swallowed. Suddenly Ruan Jiu Jiu couldn't bear it and said that she would reconsider the divorce tomorrow. ....... The result of this reconsidering, there was no more divorce.Afterwards.Ruan Jiu Jiu: Who said he's an idiot? Who said he was cold? I believed in your evil. (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻"白" Bai means "white," and "月光" Yueguang means "moonlight." Quoted from late Chinese author Eileen Chang's novel "Red Rose, White Rose," this term refers to a spotless woman a man cherishes in his memory whom he loved but who is no longer with him. The term caught on with the popularity of a TV series by the name of "Yanxi Palace," in which the role of a deceased queen is called by netizens "the emperor's white moonlight." aka "The emperor's Bai Yueguang". I guess it's a kind of "unforgettable first love"?
The story you all know and love... but with a twist. What if Deliah had never discovered Springtrap, but rather Baby instead? What will change? What stays the same? And will these characters finally get a happy ending, or is fate something that just can't be changed?This story is based on the Springtrap and Deliah comic by GraWolfQuinn. All rights to the characters go back to Quinn.
Springtrap and Mangle were friends for a long time but Mangle thinks they are more than friends...Over time Springtrap starts to fall in love with her but this just leads to more problems they need to solve... together.Yes I am xxMintleafxx from youtube and this is basically my series with more detail!Here's the playlist of the series any episodes that doesn't match the series are the season 2 episodes YAY you get to see it first!http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLqeNTdnlhVhWMXXaMQVhu8ySnclTL9iJP
وویونگ، تنها بازمانده طرد شده ای که مجبور میشه با سان پیوند برقرار کنه تا زندگی خودش رو نجات بده، وارد دنیایی میشه که مسیر زندگیش رو به کلی تغییر میده و به جایی میرسه که آرزو میکنه ای کاش هرگز با اون پسر آشنا نشده بود.
A one-shot for Morgiana. It's the day. The day for the chosen to be picked. The chosen is the one chosen by the nations...I guess you could call them "Spirits." And who are you? Well your Sindria's spirit of course! I do not own anything but the plot :p
(n.) a hiding place; a place of safety or comfort.everyone finds safety in different ways. it becomes our home, our cherished moments, our loved ones. for some of us, it's the feeling of our partner resting their nose and lips in the crook of our neck, lacing their fingers between ours and sighing gently into the embrace. for others, it's sweet moments of nostalgia - the taste cotton candy at a fair, the smell of freshly cut grass in an open forest and the fumbling of fingers making oddly shaped snowballs in winter to throw at our siblings who're making a lob sided snowman with a crooked grin. our safe spaces can be in the arms of another, in our words or art and in places we most frequently enjoy. human touch, the things we see and taste - our senses are what we link to being safe. comforting memories become our hideaway.as for me? i find my comfort in many ways, and poetry is one of them. writing down all of my scrambled thoughts, my heart aches and my joys.so hi. i'm luna, and this is the documentation of my thoughts.
Ce livre parle d'une jeune fille, Constance. Elle est en dernière année d'études dans son école de journalisme à Paris. Un jour, elle a décidé d'aller diner avec ses parents. Elle les appelle, encore et encore: personne. C'est là, que commence son aventure.
Adam est né déformé.Tout tordu, tout plein d'irrégularités.Un peu comme tout le monde, finalement, il a ses imperfections.Les siennes sont seulement plus visibles.Et pourtant...