Everyday Ariana Lyrics Novels & Stories

“Tell me one good thing about your day.” She hesitated, but the sincerity in his voice made her try. “Um… the weather’s nice?” He chuckled—quiet, warm. “That’s an okay one. How about something a bit more… you?” Ariana bit her lip. “I—had a cinnamon roll earlier. And it tasted good.” His smile softened to something like fond amusement. “See? That’s better.” She blushed again, hands covering half her face. Ethan leaned back, studying her with a gaze that felt too patient, too attentive. “You remind me of someone.”

I fought the tears jostling to get out; Sean took a deep breath and exhaled. “I don’t deserve you, Ariana.” The sentence was like a cold shard of ice, sharp and stuck all over my body; my heart sank; my Inner Goddess was hiding behind her red sofa, wrapping herself in her thick blanket, while my mind was trying to finish her crossword book, I slowly approached this poor man, the atmosphere is tranquil at this time, the light from outside the balcony is not bright enough as well as the yellow bar light. I stood right next to him, staring at his wrinkled and gloomy face, the sadness on his face etched deeper into my heart; why was he like this again??

“You really think of everything.” “Someone has to,” Amelia said. “Now finish that breakfast, shower, and get dressed. We’re going out for a new wardrobe and no sad-girl energy allowed.” Ariana rolled her eyes. “You’re impossible.” “Mm-hmm,” Amelia said proudly. “And you love it.” Ariana stood and walked to the window. Sunlight warmed her face. The city stretched below full of life, noise, and second chances. She whispered almost to herself, “This really is my new beginning.”

Even if he dies, I will never return to the man who ruined me over and over again. "Oh God, I love this song!" I stood up and cried on the dance floor. I laughed after the toxic and said thank you next to play, as if I was playing. That is true. Remon seems to be every man in Ariana's song. He thought me to be in love and broke me into pieces. I learned to wait, but I waited for nothing, and tonight I would not allow her to ruin my hard work.

Ariana smirked maliciously, as she gulped a drink from the tequila that she had ordered for herself, "How have things been for you?" "My life has been a mess. Dad has been trying to get me married to whoever would pay the highest bride price. I had to sneak out to come here. Things are so hard," Aria lamented badly, as she continued to cry nonstop. "Why are you still the same meek girl, Aria? It does not work for anyone! The world is cold and tough. The moment you let anyone mess up with you, it is over. I wished I fought back at that bastard!" Ariana cussed in anger, as she hit the table in so much anger.

I wailed in my mind as I sulked In front of my grand piano. "That is a wack sound," Arianna said as she walked into the house. She had gone out early to buy some groceries, mostly our favorite snack. "Oh, thank God you are back. I have been craving chips for a long time now. I really can't get the right words to the new song I want to write. I have no muse Riri," I groaned, popping up the chip bag. "Have you tried meditating, yoga, do you want to go to the spa?," Arianna listened as she filled the cupboards with the things she had bought.

The DJ chuckled. The crowd were really getting entertained Ariana smiles and collected the mic 🎶 This life is a board, I'm the queen, you are the pawn // imma cut ur tongue and place em on MA bed, call it sleep(slip) of tongue // u can't even ball, the only time ur game is when ur playing ping pong // u better make your bed and urinate on em so u can rest in peace (piss) // start a new profession b!tch b'cus when u stand on a radio is when you on track 🎶

Later that afternoon, Ariana finally had a moment alone. She stepped into the staff break room and collapsed into one of the chairs, rubbing her temples. Her phone buzzed in her pocket. Cami. A smile spread across her face before she could stop it. She answered immediately. “Hello?” “Ariana!” Cami’s voice burst through the speaker like sunshine. “Hi.” “You sound tired.” “I’m working.” “You’re always working.” Ariana laughed softly. “Occupational hazard.” “I miss you,” Cami said. “You disappeared this week.”

Arianna replied tartly as she pressed her palm to hold her itching clitoris, struggling to hold back the surge of heat that has made its muscles loosen and wet. His lips drew into a smirk in return. “Of course I do”. "Then what are you waiting for, make me feel good"she frowned. "Patience". Andre smiled at her. Arianna was about to reply but suddenly she gasped as his thumb stroked the rapid beat of her pulse and his hand cradled the back of her neck. The next music on the playlist started playing. Drunk in love by Beyonce and Jay z. Coincidentally, the song was all about Arianna's present situation.

Ariana The clanging of metals calls my attention away from the hole, too high for my legs to reach, where I usually watch the sun and moon swap positions. It’s also how I managed to count the days… until I learned to stop. Now, I just find ways to keep myself busy until that door unlocks. “Ariana,” I hear, as the sound of quiet feet draws nearer, her way of greeting and informing me that I’m not completely alone. Before I can stop myself, my lips are already making way for a smile. “Maria. How’s your day been?”