thunderslash
I zoomed in until the camera captured nothing. Even my 17 px camera failed to capture what I had in mind
Use every color to paint your words as you write the story of your life
The lipstick mark on his collar gave him away.
When everyone else ooohed and ahh-ed at the sound of the accordion, he shut his ears in frustration. He'd rather be at a punk rock concert.
He looked around and saw the happy faces of his friends and family. Suddenly, his tattered clothes didn't matter for he realized he was prosperous, after all? Darn!
Suppose you like what happens after you made the wrong choice, what do you do? Go on or go back and make the right one? I suppose I'd stay.
I sighed at the reflection in my mirror; My braids were finally done; It was a tiring process and I often wished I could chop them off! Short hair was so much cooler. I turned around and see my dad smiling at me with pride. "You look beautiful princess", he said and once again I faked a smile.
"You don't have to take me to the costliest restaurant to prove that you're romantic, It's your words and actions that count not the amount of cash you blow up on these trips. Maybe if you made more time for me or were willing to open up for just once, it would have worked", she said and turned to walk away
Every bit of evidence told me he was dangerous. That I should stay away and yet I was irresistibly drawn towards him. I searched hard to find that one bit of evidence that would tell me otherwise despite the fact that it was evident that I wasn't gonna find one any time soon.
She smiled as her fingers gently brushed against the pressed rose. A rose that had been given to her on the day his lips had first pressed against hers. She remembered every single moment of it in detail. Maybe he wasn't here now, but his image would always be pressed against her heart.
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