now standing on last دن of سال
i look back and see smiles and tears
somedays it was new too
somedays our mailboxes were filled with greetings
greetings of arrival of 01/01/2011
دن سے طرف کی دن we got used to
night سے طرف کی night we got close
so many starts so many ends
so many left so many got friends
learnt so much taught so much
learnt to smile learnt to give
learnt to die learnt to live
with loads of hugs and kisses
bye bye 2011
اگلے time we'll say
"damn our دل still misses
THE 2011"
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.they wanted a longer مضمون :P
i look back and see smiles and tears
somedays it was new too
somedays our mailboxes were filled with greetings
greetings of arrival of 01/01/2011
دن سے طرف کی دن we got used to
night سے طرف کی night we got close
so many starts so many ends
so many left so many got friends
learnt so much taught so much
learnt to smile learnt to give
learnt to die learnt to live
with loads of hugs and kisses
bye bye 2011
اگلے time we'll say
"damn our دل still misses
THE 2011"
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.they wanted a longer مضمون :P
Step, creak, step, creak! the floor boards speak to me as I slowly tremble on its hard, splintery wood. Each step feels so daring. I feel danger crawling up my dangling spine. Thump, thump, my دل tries to refuse to my wishes of moving forward. Nothing has happened so far.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the نشست as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My دل starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing سے طرف کی my house.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the نشست as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My دل starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing سے طرف کی my house.
Love آپ forever is about a girl who lives in a town, and has a few friends, she is every teachers "Perfect Student". A new boy and his sister اقدام to town, and they fall in love. her father doesnt approve of the boy. the girl and boy plan to run away 2gether with his sister and her boyfriend. but her father makes her اقدام towns. she is forced 2 go 2 a all girls school, she is lost and alone, so she turns 2 suicide. the boy and his sister find her and they take her out of school and run away 2gether and promise to love each other forever. but her father finds out and shoots the boy, the girl is in pain and so is his sister so they run away from their lives and live new ones, under false identities, until her father finds her and kills both of them. (btw the father is crazy)
ok so now i need ur opinions. is it 2 borin, یا does it have a chance...
please tell me your true opinions.
ok so now i need ur opinions. is it 2 borin, یا does it have a chance...
please tell me your true opinions.
i cant take any more
of these drugs.
the poison,
attacking at my veins,
آگ کے, آگ spreading through,
cant breathe.
but i need these,
and i must feel this
in order to get better.
no matter what it takes,
i have to get over you.
and even if this is
the most irrational way
to get over you,
i still intend on doing this.
i dont care how many needles
i must pierce through my arms,
how many seizures i must suffer through,
whatever it takes.
im going to do my best
to forget آپ even exist.
i dont care how much cocaine i snuff,
how many pills i take,
how many cuts
slice through my skin,
یا even if i end up
killing myself in the process.
i would be so lucky.
so,whatever it takes
to get over you
is the extreme
im going to have to
accomplish.
i dont care if i live,
i dont care if i die,
i dont care if all of this
is even real یا not.
im just going to do
whatever it takes
to get آپ out of my mind.
even if i die...
of these drugs.
the poison,
attacking at my veins,
آگ کے, آگ spreading through,
cant breathe.
but i need these,
and i must feel this
in order to get better.
no matter what it takes,
i have to get over you.
and even if this is
the most irrational way
to get over you,
i still intend on doing this.
i dont care how many needles
i must pierce through my arms,
how many seizures i must suffer through,
whatever it takes.
im going to do my best
to forget آپ even exist.
i dont care how much cocaine i snuff,
how many pills i take,
how many cuts
slice through my skin,
یا even if i end up
killing myself in the process.
i would be so lucky.
so,whatever it takes
to get over you
is the extreme
im going to have to
accomplish.
i dont care if i live,
i dont care if i die,
i dont care if all of this
is even real یا not.
im just going to do
whatever it takes
to get آپ out of my mind.
even if i die...