Novel & Cerita I Know Everything About You You Know Everything About Me

I'm not fat actually ( you should also know this since you've seen my pictures before). Speaking of...when am I going to see one of yours? It's not exactly fair that I have not the slightest clue as to what you look like, at least. I still think you're an old psycho, but that happens a few times, and that's when I start over thinking P.S, you wouldn't want to see me overthink, really. I'm literally a character from these adolescent novels like "diary of a wimpy kid" or "dork diaries."

“Go inside and you'll know, we're here already, there's no way to return empty handed. Maybe Kenlm Oswald will provide us with the necessary information.” Louis calmly walked in, Egbert couldn't understand how this man could be so calm. Kenlm is a very strange person, he does not have an identity card from the Paris agency, Kenlm's life is like a ghost, no one knows his identity, and Giselle is also very difficult to find. Find information about this man.

“I don’t even know what I am.” “You’re everything,” he said, his voice low, steady, but unwavering. “I’ve never known love, but I know you and if love doesn’t feel the way you do… I don’t want to know it at all. If you’re not love, then nothing is.” His words pierced through me like an accusation and a plea all at once. “What do you even know about me?” I snapped, my heart pounding, daring him to answer. “Everything,” he replied without hesitation. “I know you better than you know yourself.”

- I say walking past him to go to the subway. “Let me give you a ride to work” - he says “How do you know I’m going to work?” - I ask as I keep walking “I know everything about you” - he says and I stop making him crash against me I turn around to face him. “So, you know everything about me? So tell me, who am I?” - I ask him crossing my arms and looking him in the eyes

I didn't know that but I had that feeling. "What do you want to know about me?" "Everything". "Greedy much huh?" I rolled my eyes at that. "You'll know everything you want". He added.

He laughed afterwards and my eyes widened in shock and a bit of terror hitting my face. He caught my evident shock and smirked more gazing at me like a psycho. I shrieked on the chair and my body began shaking in a terrible way. “You must be wondering how I know all of this? Well let me shock you even more. We don't just know this about you. We know everything about you. Your high school year, your college years, even going on your first date with that weird British guy.” A slightly loud fearful gasp left my mouth with my eyes still expanded and almost out of their sockets.

My everything. ______________________________________ I am here love; to you, for you, with you, There is no other place in this universe, I want to go or I would choose to go. You are my destination, You are the one. Your sighs are like soothing air for me, Your breath provides real oxygen to me. Loving you is the journey I want to lead, The touch of your eyelashes I want to get. You are my destination, You are the one. The black shiny cloudy hair of yours,

I need to know. 💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨

Message content " Hey there, I know you must be wondering who sent you this letter but that's not what you should concern yourself about. The day of your misery has just started and it continued still, I know you're smart and clever you must have noticed that something isn't right about all of this. All of this is planned and my plans never fail because I'm a master planner, all of this is my doing and there's more to come. Everything that has happened to you was because of you, for your past mistakes and I'm to make sure you regret it. You must be wondering who I am or what I look like but no need to crack you head because you don't know me, you haven't seen me before . But I know you, I m

Happy. I leaned into him, seeking solace in his embrace. Without hesitation, his strong arm enveloped me, drawing me closer. Our eyes locked, his gaze intense, as he lowered his lips to mine for a fleeting, yet electric kiss. Reluctantly, he pulled away, leaving me yearning for more. "You know everything about me," I whispered, "But you never tell me anything about yourself. It's frustrating that I know next to nothing about you, apart from the few tidbits I've managed to gather while being around you."