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*** Song: Selena Gomez (Rare) Baby, You've been so distant from me lately And lately Don't even wanna call you baby Pre-chorus Saw us getting older Burning toast on my toaster My ambitions were too high Waiting up for you upstairs Why you act like am not there Baby, right now it feels like Chorus It feels like you don't care Why don't you recognize I'm so rare Always there You don't do the same for me That's not fair I don't have it all Am not claiming to But I know that I'm special yeah And I bet there's somebody else out there To tell me I'm rare To make me feel rare. *** 24th Christmas eve 🌲🌲🌲 Subtle background music played in the huge outlet meant for the birthday party and everyone m

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

The screen flickered to life, a cascade of codes and schematics appearing across its surface. She appeared suddenly on the platform, arms outstretched, a twisted smile on her face. “Impressive,” she said, voice dripping with amusement. “You act fast under pressure. But do you understand what you’ve started?” “I’m done guessing,” I yelled, voice raw but determined. “I make my own choices now!” The fire shifted, flames spiraling into complex patterns, forming almost an illusion of walls and doors. The platform shook more violently. I stumbled, but Liam grabbed my arm, steadying me. Marcus moved beside me, coiling like a spring, ready to react to any sudden threat.

and after that cheers resonated throughout the stands. The female figure named Lauren, is a tall fourteen years old young girl. Her hair is short and she looks tough. When the emcee says “Are you ready! Are you ready! LET'S GET IT ON!” Lauren quickened her footwork and started attacking her opponent first. While the woman who fought Lauren, had a body that was smaller than Lauren, her hair was long, but she tied up her hair to not let her hair get into her eyes.

Sext Buddy: [I’d do anything to fuck you right now. Alicia muffled her screams again, unsure of what to send back to him. It was funny because she was and always has been a horny nineteen year old virgin and she didn’t even know the guy she’s been sexting since summer. She had found his number on her phone and decided to text him and they’d started talking and ended up becoming sext buddies. He said things to her, things she could only fantasize about and she loved it. She wanted to meet him so badly but at the same time, she knew she wouldn’t be able to handle it if they met.

Archie kissed his forehead. Dylan looked away again. Both went to the seer's table "Welcome to Lady Fatyan's stand. I am a psychic with 40 years of experience and I come from the kingdom of Zogary" Dylan and Archie looked at each other simultaneously. "What prediction would the young couple want me to make? Health, Money, Love---" "Love…" Archie replied even before the woman finished the sentence. "Great... the consultation will cost five gold coins..." Archie was already pulling out the bag of coins.

One thing he learned about being famous online is that it’s easy to disregard people, they won’t bug you if you don’t let them. The developer on the screen continued, “Private chats are classified into three tabs: Requests, Chatmates, and Blocked. Requests are those you’ve never replied to, Chatmates are those you’ve replied to, and Blocked are those you would never want to reply to again. Right girls?” The women inside the mall cheered loud this time.

BRYAN’S POV Until now, it seems like what happened earlier is so unreal. Fiancee? What nonsense is that? She doesn't even have a boyfriend. She's an NBSB(no boyfriend since birth), for cry out loud. And now someone will suddenly come out and introduce himself as her fiancee?! Maybe Alex just planned that because he found out what Gian and I did? There is a possibility that she is doing this to avoid me? That's right, Bryan! That guy is not Alex's fiancee.

Lyra “This one is even worse,” Bianca sighed, scrolling through the comments under the pictures. “‘She got drunk for attention? Well, she’s certainly getting it now—and not from her foster brother, who she has a creepy crush on! Dumb bitch had it coming.’” Bianca had been reading the comments out loud to me for ten minutes now. I knew exactly what she was doing—pretending to be angry on my behalf while she was really just mocking me.