The WatcherFrom afar I stand, Watching, As you shed tears in the dark.The Watcher
I long to get near you, Reach out my hand, Wipe away your tears,
I want to be by your side, Hold you in my arms, Until, you stop crying.
He never deserved you,
Hurting you is all he did, But you still loved him.
Why can’t you see me? Hidden in the darkness with you? Is watching you, all I can do?
I can’t help myself, Seeing your pain, caused by him, Is like a knife, slowly killing me.
I started to move, towards you, But then I sa
College..High School – highschoolish things = college??College..
College is the green-eyed monster lurking just outside your high school building. Many are called but few are chosen, as they say. Most of us think that college is just like high school minus those “highschoolish” things like, go-to-the-board-and-whoever-answers-first-wins or let-your-parents-sign-your-home work-or-get-zero. But, college is nothing like high school.
College may mean freedom, maturity, authority, or opportunity. It can either make or break you. It will define your role in society. And it may affect your principles and beliefs in ways you might not expect.
Flush the toilet..Flush The Toilet…Flush the toilet..
Everything’s running smoothly, your teacher is in good mood, your classmates are silently listening and taking down notes… when suddenly, here it is. You did not expect it but it came. You tried to hold it in but it kept struggling to get out, you cannot hold on anymore. This is it, here it comes… yes… thank God… it’s a success…. A minute had passed, you had already released the breath you are holding, and you started to smile when… “yuck, ambaho, ano yun?”
Someone had betrayed you; someone had threatened your peaceful world. You want to wring his neck until he struggle for his br
Separate Roads..We have nothing left for all has gone No reason to continue now everything’s done. Holding on, would be a foolish thing to do, Please stop this now, for nothing you said was true.Separate Roads..
The tears I’ve cried is nothing compared to the pain I feel, I cannot believe it, is this for real? But I know, I have to move on. Please set me free, I’ve stayed too long.
To let you go would truly be wise Especially now, when I have discovered you lies I was hurt then, but never again Please, let us just be friends.
I have loved you, but it was in the past And, now I
finally woke up from my deep slumber..
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1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You can't hug the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- hug 6 other people
4- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started hugging right away
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Carpe noctem
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