Teddy bears don`t hug back but sometimes they`re all you`ve got.
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Ты можешь заигрывать с кем угодно. Когда угодно. При мне. Или без меня. НО! Если я рядом и прошу принести мне бокал шампанского, ты обязан встать и принести мне его! И пусть все эти девицы видят, что ты встал и пошёл за шампанским для меня
пиздец. мой и всё.
ну всёёёёёёё
мой.
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10th Grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so-called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair. I wished she were mine, but she didn't notice me like that.
And I knew it. After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before, and I handed them to her.
She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her. I wanted her to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love her, but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why.
11th Grade
The phone rang. It was her on the other end. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, a Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks," and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love her, but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why.
12th Grade
The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick," she said. He's not going to go. Well, I didn't have a date and in 7th grade we made a promise that if neither of us had dates we would go together just as "best friends," so we did.
Prom Night
After everything was over I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her. She smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said, "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love her, but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why...
Graduation Day
A day passed. A week passed. A month passed. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and she cried as I hugged her. Then, she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "You're my best friend, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love her, but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why?
A Few Years Later
Now, I sit in the pews of the church. She is getting married, now. I watched her say, "I Do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said, "You came!" She said, "Thanks!" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her. I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love her, but I'm just too shy. And I don't know why...
Funeral
Years passed, and I looked down at the coffin of the girl who used to be my best friend. At the service they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: "I stare at him wishing he were mine. But he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him. I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends. I love him, but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me?"
I wish I did too? I thought to myself, and I cried
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Идёт принцесса, обходит лужи - Спешит принцесса готовить ужин.
Придёт на кухню, поставит кофе - Дела принцессы не так и плохи.
Закурит в кресле - увы, привычка, Печально глядя на пламя спички.
Две чашки кофе потом, и книга - И снова вечер короче мига.
Погасит лампу - свою подругу - На службу завтра и вновь - по кругу.
Мерцает светом вечерний город, Идёт принцесса, шагает гордо.
Ничья - владыка, ничья - невеста, Да, да, без трона и королевства.
Ведь так бывает: родишься где-то, Глядишь, ошибся - не та планета
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every me every you |
Hold up... hold on... don't be scared
You'll never change what's been and gone.
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Ну что...как обычно:
I'm unclean, a libertine
And every time you vent your spleen
I seem to lose the power of speech
You're slipping slowly from my reach
You grow me like an evergreen
You've never seen the lonely me at all
I take the plan spin it sideways.
All of the moments that already passed
We'll try to go back and make them last
All of the things we want each other to be
We never will be.
Вторая половина. Тебе мои истерики целую неделю. Вторая половина.
Строят ходы
Фабрики, заводы и ждут
Тебя.
Вторая половина.
Find me here
And speak to me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That's leading me
To the place
Where I find peace again
You are the strength
That keeps me walking
You are the hope
That keeps me trusting
You are the life
To my soul
You are my purpose
You're everything
And how can I stand here with you
And not be moved by you
Would you tell me how could it be
Any better than this?
Yeah
You calm the storms
And you give me rest
You hold me in your hands
You won't let me fall
You still my heart
And you take my breath away
Would you take me in
Take me deeper now
Cause you're all I want,
you're all I need
You're everything
Everything
nothing special just kidding
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