Pride and Prejudice
Darcy smiled and said, "You're perfectly right. You have employed your time much better. No one admitted to the privelege of hearing you can think anything wanting. We neither of us perform to strangers."
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tired of being the second to the best the third the fourth the fifth.
It had been a really hectic week with everyone out of reach and yea, actually its quite fun to make new friends afterall.
Hate me, because its so much better, to know that i still exist and i still have a place in your heart.
Just because, we are defined by the mistakes we make, i have to condone it. Because it makes me grow, so i have to accept what it takes to pay. We then appreciate the introduction of currency from shells to dimes, that we get to choose the mode of payment. You was what it took to pay for my blunder and so i have to make it worthy enough, but there seems to be nothing that i can ever do to make it worhty, make it ever worthwhile. So would you take my hand again, would you? I was your best pal, and you are my best pal.
So, i kept my heart in a closed jar and chose to fill it with luke warm water. To feel comforted.
heeee
you flee me ism - (noun) when an individual attempts to run away from another, due to fear, hatred, angst etc.( you flee me-adj.)
HAHAHAHA here's your prezzie. STAY ANGSTY -_-, unpredictable, and erm. VIDEOGENIC YES! hahahhahaha hope to have er more video conferencing and heee mr ducky showcases!
WHEE, love from the MISSY
take note of the mood hahahaha
An addict is an addict. It doesn't matter whether the Addict is white, black, yellow or green, rich or poor or somewhere in the middle, the most famous on the planet or the most unknown. It doesnt matter whether the addiction is drugs, alcohol, crime,sex, shopping, food, gambling, television, or the fucking flinstones. The life of an addict is always the same. There is no enjoyment,no glamour, no fun. There are no good times, there is no joy,there is no happiness. There is no future and no escape. There is only an obsession. To make light of it, brag about it, or revel in the mock glory of it is not in any way or shape or from related to it truth, and it is all that matters, the truth.
And, we are addicted to perfection.
WHY. Why are we always trapped, in the maze of worries and held-backs?
1) people think they have a hundred years so they can live regretting ninety years of their lives.
2) regret is such beautiful sorrow... NAWT
i hope there was that spark of courage: to make me say what i have drafted in my mind, that is nowhere near its birth on earth.
What i need: two trucks of alcohol, voodoo magic, or hypnotising master.
And don't fly fast. Oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last? This plane is all I got
So keep it steady, now