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His hand slipped away from his ear, but he managed to press the speaker button on his phone before Celia knocked it out of his hand. "¡Me das asco! ¡Maldito pedazo de basura asqueroso! ¡Deberías estar muerto! ¡Maricón asqueroso!" Celia's rage caused her to revert to speaking in Spanish, her native tongue. Connor understood her words, but he couldn't reply as he gasped for air. "I'm down the road, Connor!" "¡Maricón!"

Never Again 🌷 “I long for you, just a touch of your hand. You don't leave my mind. Lonely days I'm feeling like a fool for dreaming. As I wander down the avenue so confused, guess I'll try and force a smile.” -Sam Smith •E V E L Y N• Fear was natural and there to keep you alive and happy, yet where it had been weaponized and fashioned into a cage, one was honoured bound to break free.

Kleinder is that heartless, and I say that with certainty. “But you don’t like him, right?” she asked me in confusion. I didn’t know if she’d absorbed anything I just said, but it didn’t seem like it. She was just staring at me, frowning. “I thought you were enemies, so I figured it was okay—” “Idiot, I don’t like him!” I shouted, fully snapping her awake. Her eyes widened as if I had splashed cold water on her. I tried to regain my composure, taking deep breaths even though she was right in front of me. That was the most disgusting line I’d ever heard in my entire life.

Sighing, she looked beyond the horizon. She could hear the crickets in the forest nearby and the occasional gust of wind as well as the crashing waves below the cliff. Suddenly, music echoed in the air when Gideon plucked the strings of the guitar. Jewel heard his voice again and it's making her heart beat faster. "For by faith, we believe that what is seen has been made by what is unseen," Gideon whispered. "Blessed are those who have not seen yet still believe."

When you try your best but you don’t succeed, When you get what you want but not what you need, When you feel so tired but you can’t sleep Stuck in reverse, And the tears come streaming down your face, When you lose something you can’t replace, When you love someone but it goes to waste, Could it be worse? Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you. - Fix you, Cold play. ....................................................................... They have set the funeral soon for Jay’s mom after two days of her death and Jay’s uncle took care of everything for the funeral.

"The light's out~ the fans are gone ~ I stay to practice one more song ~ The silence that fills these walls are deafening ~ Was it all a lie? Those cheers that nearly reached the sky. ~ And the bodies that moved at the wave of my hannnnd. ~ And the bodies that moved at the wave of my hannnnnnnd.~ And the bodies that moved at the wave of my HAANNND!~ Goooolden Hysteriaaaa! ~ I reach for you and you all reach for me!~ When I am old and grey~ I'll recall my glory days~ And your voices will sing with me~ In symphony! ~ Goooolden Hysteriaaaaa! Those days we nearly became God! The hearts we struck, The hearts we stole, I don't want to forget it at all.

🎵I hope a trap boy's your type🎵 🎶why?🎶 🎵Cause I don't have a nine to five🎵 🎶alright🎶 🎵I get that your standards high but I'm not a random guy, I'm different🎵 🎶lliterally🎶 🎵When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line, I'll switch it🎵 🎶calm🎶 🎵You said you don't like my life, you said you don't like my guys you're trippin', trippin🎵

That cream would cover the scars on my body so I wouldn’t look scruffy at the party and my skin tone would match. “Can you please stop screaming, Hilda? Save your voice for later when you’re in front of Sir Aron or Padrino. Once you use those vocal cords of yours, you won’t be able to beg for mercy when they point a gun at you,” Fiona said. I pressed my lips together and looked back at Fiona on the sofa. Was she saying I shouldn’t waste my voice because I would need it if the mission failed? “Thank you, Fiona, for your concern,” I said with a bitter expression. Fiona smiled sweetly and replied, “No problem.”

The mood suddenly shifted when the song playing changed while the pictures were still being shown. If a picture paints a thousand words, the opening lyrics of the song If by Bread.

The judge asked. "Sherry Hue," Sherry said into the microphone. "Ok, you can start," The judge said. Sherry cleared her throat softly and started singing. "Ever feel nervous, ever feel love? Ever feel numb, feel nothing at all? I can feel an ocean rushing right through my blood Leave the door open, leave the door shut Even when I'm good again, made my mind up I just wanna let go, not overthink too much Now I fantasize what life could be