him + herthere was a boy...there was a girl. she thougth about him all the time. he thought about her every once in a while...but he asked her out knowing the happiness it would bring her..but you guessed it there llove was not to last...his name was on her hand, she feared to wipe it off as she never wanted to forget the moments they shared together! she knew he didnt love her so why were her feelings so strong for him? she wanted to stop loving him as it hurt way to much to live with any more...it was that ...that pain that drove her off the edge the knife came out....and the words one ...two ...three know you cant ever own me...and as quick as it bhim + her
Starbucks, Tuesday 3.15pmThere’s the woman in a pink shirt, shaven haired with a little bleached spike at the front; a builder’s face, her companion blonde with the walnut skin of middle-aged bling. In the other window seat there’s a woman of thirty something, chewing gum, a guard against the children she’s bored with, sunconsciously she’s yearning for her student days when she’d sit like them over there, all legs and laughs. Now she sips on her coffee, wrapping gum over the end of her tongue as she doesn’t listen to the squabbles around her ankles, wondering how she came to only drink wine in the evenings.&nbsStarbucks, Tuesday 3.15pm
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Woah... That Took Ages!
Phew, Near Death Experience There
Love
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What you want, and what is best will never be the same...
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