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Memories story

Postby Julabar В» 05.12.2019

The Titans will face their most critical moment when one of their members reveals himself as a traitor who put the entire team at the mercy of the enemy.

Edit 2: This edit is at the top because it's a message to my friends and family. In case you ever read this, you may be wanting to know who is who. I've listed the names with an inside joke, quote, etc. You know who you are then! Anthony: I can still spell your last name! Kaylee: Oh gosh, so many to choose from Blueberry muffins are the best Social Darwinism. Emma: I It was august and it was my birthday when i met this guy, he was introduced by a friend whom to be his cousin.

He told me that at the age of 20 he is already a father. He got this cute little girl with his ex gf. September he started courting me, we started dating. He will sleep over my house every night. Six months later, something happened to my businesses and i needed to move to the other city. He will still visit me two to three times a week and sleep over once a week.

March , i got pregnant and things seem to be normal between me and my bf. I never got chance to go back to his city or visit his family since i got pregnant. September my boyfriend died cause of a motorbike accident. What hurts me the most is Sometimes, time doesn't give you "times", its just once. Now, close your eyes. Imagine your closest bestfriends, remember all of your bitter sweet moments, remember the first time you broken hearted, the first time you kissed, when you said 'i love you' to someone, when you said 'goodbye', when you said 'sorry' and 'thank you'.

Now, let me tell ya something, all those moments not all of it could have happened again. Learn to appreciate everything you have or had. I had a bestfriend at elementary school, she's like my own sister. We shared everything like kiss and tell, she know the worst part of me, so was i. But by time everything start changing. Go to middle school, find new friends, and moving always be the hardest part. And i moved to another province, left her.

Sometimes, i missed her. But, by then i get used to live my It all began one late afternoon in class. I was only in my second year of high school but I'd like to believe I held a somewhat different mind to those who I had the unfortunate luck of being stuck with for the next few years. I'd begun a small debate around my small circle of friends over matters that truly had no validity but watching a person argue something with no basis was very amusing.

We moved around the room as our small debate raged on and on Our work had been handed in for the day, we only awaited the sound of the bell to take our leave until finally, we sat near a soon to be graduate of the school.

She looked at us with fascination but she also partially ignored us, she preferred her music to any dull argument we could possibly ever conceive. However, the This is the story about my childhood and now.

I was born on August 5 in the hospital obviously. This hospital is located in the Philippines, yes I'm a filipino. So when I turned 2 years old, my Mom and Dad broke up and I lived with Mom because of custody or something. Sometimes, I would visit Dad Dad can't visit us or else, my uncle would kill him. I'm actually spoiled. I have a lot of toys but I have no one to play with.

I'm just an only child for the twelve years of my life. In that time, I think I feel unloved. I know, stupid right? When I turned 6 or so, I realized that my Mom really loves me. She would kiss me and hug me. And she would buy cakes for That man He always nice to me..

Remember my birthday All this time I thought our feeling are same And that time 16 September On my birthday.. Calling him that night Me: hey you When I think about love, the first think comes to my mind is GOD.

GOD loves us some much, his creation is so perfect, so that we can do any work by ourselves. Till now, we reached from the bed of Oceans to the end of our solar system in space to learn and gain more and more knowledge. So ultimately, all religions in this world are meant to lover each other but that seems to be not happening.

Even sometime GOD seems to be blind When I first ' met ' you I thought you weren't going to be as important as you are now. We became friends , then best friends.

I was able to tell you anything , and the same for you. Our late night conversations seemed endless. You suddenly became single! I was sad yet somewhat happy. I was sad since the person you had broken up with was my best friend. But I guess I was also a bit happy since I had developed a small secret crush on you.

Then and there you asked me out. The break up happened through text messages as well as when you asked me out. I stupidly said yes. You went on and on about how happy you were to call me yours. We kept a secret from your ex my I remember when I first saw you. I didn't see all of you at first, I just saw your eyes.

They were a piercing blue that held me for what felt like a millennium. What followed was your laughter; it was the type of laughter that was contagious - everyone around you would laugh, or at least smile. You had an ability to light up a room. I first worked up the courage to talk to you in our P. You were a senior, I was a freshman. The difference alone made me nervous. I don't recall what we spoke about, but I felt an immediate connection with you.

You began to give me rides to school; I always looked forward to those mornings. Once, I missed my bus and, instead of walking which would have been faster I called you. You came and got me, even though you My throat was about to explode with the vile mixture of anger and frustration coming up, but yet, I kept it in. Why must you do this to me? What have I done wrong?! He says it so calmly; it irritates me under my skin that his face was all full on with breaking up, basically showing no sympathy.

My Account Logout Register Login. Home Stories Memories. November 22nd Hannah 26 Jul, PM Edit 2: This edit is at the top because it's a message to my friends and family. Left in the middle of no where Kalah Hah 16 Sep, PM It was august and it was my birthday when i met this guy, he was introduced by a friend whom to be his cousin.

Rewind anonymous 14 Jun, PM Sometimes, time doesn't give you "times", its just once. Corvus In Absencia Alex V. Jill pong 19 Jan, PM why?

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Postby Akikazahn В» 05.12.2019

Retrieved December 30, March 9, Check story http://dyspdafalsio.tk/review/darlie-lynn-routier.php for the memories from Odyssey. I do much more than that. I don't recall what we spoke about, but I felt an immediate connection with you.

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Postby Mazurn В» 05.12.2019

At the end of the day, Joey invited her to try her hand at climbing and, not wanting to seem like a wuss, she went for it. This could be anything from, 'Is she hot in that coat? March 17,

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