in 1000 years it will be different if i use this spell.... maybe
16 past peak comedy and my boy just kept adding to it
Used to the sound of your voice but now your gone again, used be best of friends but now your gone again, used to hold your hand but now your gone again, I love you, I love, so you punish me and now your gone again, gone
Chasing you was like grasping thin air, hoping to touch the moon... I guess it’s time for the big sad again. Even though I am in a relationship my heart still beats for you, we can’t see each other because of that... so yeah the big sad is here to stay, while I pretend to find happiness in another place.
bend over like a good lil girl and take this emotionally stable relationship with a man who cares for you and has a healthy romantic mindset
“Once, there stood a tree by the road. High… proud… strong. It stood away from everyone, doing neither good nor harm to anyone. It had never loved anyone, nor had it ever flowered. It was dependent on no-one, and no-one was dependent on it. The tree knew how to keep everyone at bay. The forest, the field… and the road with all its travelers. And it had always been like this. “Say, tree… are you alone here?” asked the cat. “Completely alone,” answered the tree indifferently. “And you are not lonely?” “Not lonely at all,” rustled the tree just as indifferently. “And you never experience sadness, fear or loneliness?” “Never” “I don’t wait for anyone. I don’t need anyone.” “Ah…” said the cat, “how I wish to be independent, live alone, and not grieve for anyone.” “Well now,” said the tree with dignity, “this is not too hard to learn.” “Live with me, observe…” “and when you learn, you will leave and be able to live alone.” “Thank you,” said the cat, and she stayed there. “Where are you going?” moaned the tree. “Goodbye! Now I can live alone,” answered the cat. “Don’t go! You have taught me a lot.” “Stay…” And that is the whole story about the tree. Or rather, about the tree and the cat. Because if not for the cat, the tree would not have had a story to tell.”
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“I had a way then. Losing it all on my own. I had a heart then. But the queen has been overthrown. And I’m not sleeping now. The dark is too hard to beat. And I’m not keeping up. The strength I need to push me. You show the lights that stop me turn to stone. You shine it when I’m alone. And so I tell myself that I’ll be strong. And dreaming when they’re gone ‘cause they’re calling, calling, calling me home. Calling, calling, calling home. You show the lights that stop me turn to stone. You shine it when I’m alone.”
— Lights by Ellie Goulding
Me and you are porn buddies, Liz it’s hilarious, sad thing is I know this to shall pass and I will feel alone again, because you never loved me you just want to get off with a friend, because you never loved me. You just want to be friends. And for that I’ll enjoy this short time knowing the fun we will have meant nothing more than a way for you to release your pleasure for only yourself, it has nothing to do with me except for the fact that I’m there to participate. I might as well be the plastic your dilo is made of just to be used as a way to justify your self exploration, nothing I’m nothing more than the rag you clean you cum stains with and tossed away as a gross after thought. I love you Liz but you will invite me to participate in watching porn together but never to be invited for a hello kiss or a good bye hug, just a friend you share your Intimate secret with. Your not using me but you definitely don’t care how I feel. Other than the fact that you would let me go if I told you how I felt. Idk is this better than nothing or is this a cruel punishment you have decided fits my crime for caring to much. We could be making love and you still wouldn’t have feelings for me. Liz why do you hate me so much. But at the same time give me more than what I could ask for. We are gross and this is wrong but why am I ok with it. Because I know until you find the relationship you are looking for we can be close just this once. Even if it’s twisted and just a reminder that you will never love me. I’ll enjoy every minute of being close to my best friend, the one I love. Even if I know I will hurt in the end. It’s better to know we could play with lust even if all I wanted was love.
Time spent with the right person a feels like a holiday in the world.