Neck Deep Wish You Were Here Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I wish I was special You're so fuckin' special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here I don't care if it hurts I wanna have control I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want you to notice When I'm not around So fuckin' special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here” it gave me goosebumps every time. I stood up to leave and came face to face with Scar. How long had he been standing there? He looked down at me with an emotionless expression. His black hair fell messily on his forehead. He opened his mouth but no words came out. He cleared his throat. "I have heard that song before,"

Dee I have been calling what people say faking it until I make it , I feel so empty, I finally fell asleep last night for the first time since I found out, Jasper has been such a blessing hes been by my side every minute and he making me eat and making me rest I really don’t want to sleep because every time do he his icy blue eyes appear with nothing but hurt and sadness in them, We have a few more hours until its time to go down for his funeral , I don’t want to go I don’t want to say good bye to the first man that I ever loved the first man I ever kissed or made love to its hurts so bad I never thought it would hurt this bad losing someone that you love above everything else in the world

I always seem to fück up a good thing. "Elaborate on "a lot" "It was just intense and fücking wild. I loved every second of it lol I honestly wish I was with you right now." "I wish I was with you too, little one... It's been one of those days where it's just fück everybody idfk." "Aww, I'm sorry! I'm here for you, Deacon if you need anything just lmk..." "I wanna see you again, Myla. I NEED to fücking see you again."

after listening my words deeksha went from that place I too want the same then pillow stopped near Roshan he said "my happiest moment is when my angry bird accepted my love my regret is being rude to cutie I hope so cutie will forgive me" she nodded her head then pillow stopped near my cutie she said "my happiest moment is when I got my prince my regret in life is avoiding him" she seen me and said near my ear "sorry prince" I kissed her cheeks and said it's ok

(JUST A KISS) "Well, here I am! What were your two other wishes?" ----- Anonymous ----- “LIKE A SLEEPING BEAR.” Walking up in the moment and from the words that brought the painful nostalgia inside his mind and the very being of him. Clay opens his eyes and caught Sky’s eyes as they exchange gazes and lock each other into that silent, yet deep moment. Just then, he remembers someone’s voice and words that slap him for the pain he once experience then for a thousand times.

Hound muttered, unmoving on the thin brown mattress, his eyes shut, voice laced with apathy. “And guess what? My squad...my squad is just me...and you!” she cheered, clapping her hands together like a child given a new toy. “Wait, does that make us a duo? Anyway, I know you’ve been moping about your precious vitaecer. You’ve had weeks for that! Time to get up, soldier—your tattoo session starts now. Isn’t this exciting?” “You want to raid the most fortified place in River with just the two of us? That’s a death wish,” Hound scoffed, keeping his eyes closed.

I hope you're somewhere prayin', prayin' I hope your soul is changin', changin' I hope you find your peace Falling on your knees, prayin' Ah sometimes, I pray for you at night, oh Someday, maybe you'll see the light Whoa oh, some say, in life, you're gonna get what you give But some things only God can forgive Yeah! (I hope you're somewhere prayin', prayin') I hope your soul is changin', changin' I hope you find your peace Falling on your knees, prayin 'Cause you brought the flames and you put me through hell I had to learn how to fight for myself And we both know all the truth I could tell I'll just say this is "I wish you farewell" I hope you're somewhere prayin', prayin'

Jordan hesitated just inside the entrance of The High Note, nerves buzzing beneath his skin as the familiar wash of music, laughter, and overlapping voices hit him all at once. The bass thrummed through the floor in a steady pulse that vibrated up his legs, a rhythm he could feel in his bones. The scent of citrus, alcohol, and expensive perfume hung thick in the air, mixing with something warmer—comfort, nostalgia, memory. Warm amber lights washed over the room, casting everything in a flattering haze that softened edges and blurred reality just enough to make it feel dreamlike, almost unreal. For a man who could walk into a stadium filled with tens of thousands without breaking a sweat—who

Chris' thoughts were virtually bellowing this time. 'Still getting horny when you're going to die soon?! Once my boys get here, you're all doomed!' At the same time, Yvie's face dropped as I finished. "Really?" "Yeah. But it's alright—just trust me and do what I say," I whispered, holding her tighter to hide her reaction from anyone's notice. - The engagement party went as scheduled, but Yvie seemed to be taking her time. I excused myself from the venue, saying that I'd look for her.

‘I wish it were you. _____________