Pop Pop Pop Goes My Mind Novels & Stories

Everybody loves the things you do From the way you talk to the way you move Everybody here is watching you 'Cause you feel like home You're like a dream come true But if by chance you're here alone Can I have a moment before I go? 'Cause I've been by myself all night long Hoping you're someone I used to know You look like a movie You sound like a song My God, this reminds me Of when we were young Let me photograph you in this light In case it is the last time That we might be exactly like we were Before we realized We were sad of getting old It made us restless It was just like a movie It was just like a song

Though I tried to shake off her thought from my mind but still every now and then I used to find myself thinking about that old woman. Was she crying after seeing me there? If she was then why? The thoughts we're blasting my mind. So, I again took the pills which my mom had given to me. It used to make me quite relieved for a while. I take these pills with me everywhere. But, still, my mind kept her remember, and whenever I used to close my eyes or try to think something else her eyes full of tears used to flash in front of me. It felt like I've seen her before those teary eyes, I've seen those eyes before. But where? I wasn't able to remember. It was bugging me a lot. I was sitting in my ca

"Even if the cough isn't contagious, you've been popping pills for years. How can you be sure you don't have anything else that's contagious?" I stood frozen, forced to watch as he and Carolina fed Carl together, his expression impossibly tender. "Carl, do you like it? Which bottle is better, Daddy's or Mommy's?" The word "Mommy" was like a punch to the gut. My hands clenched into fists, and the sudden urge to storm upstairs overwhelmed me. But I had barely taken two steps before I heard Carolina's chuckle. "I'm Carl's mommy. You're not trying to steal his affection, are you?"

I needed to calm down because I was losing my mind. @pop precious

Brushing that creepy feeling away and thought of what to cook, I end up preparing pancakes, Bacon and eggs. I brought out the ingredients and started preparing it, whilst blasting music from the beats I saw in the living room beside the big speakers a few days back. I squeal excitedly when my favorite music pops in. 'Please Me' by Cardi-b and Bruno Mars. Lollipoppin' (Poppin'), twerkin' in some J's (Ooh) On the dance floor (Uh-huh), no panties in the way (Nope) I take my time with it (Ow), bring you close to me (Ow)

He said and I nodded. I breathed in and out again before taking it. "Dohhhhh." I sang. "Way better." He said smiling and I smiled Happily. "Now we are going as far as we can." He said and I felt scared just hearing him say that. "Doooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." He stretched on an high volume and my eyes widened. "I can't do that Jace. My vocal cords are going to explode." I said and he laughed.

"Don't you believe for a minute that he wasn't always proud of you, Harper." The opening notes of Pachelbel's Canon in D major suddenly drifted through the picture window, like wisps of music floating on the breeze. Harper fought back more traitorous tears and let herself feel the joy the song always made her feel, a smile spreading across her face. "That's your cue, Love. Shall we?" Cam held out an elbow and Harper slipped her right hand into the crook of her friend's arm. With her left, she clutched Mitzi's hand tightly, ready to walk down the aisle.

“Alright, take two. Pops, are you an angel? Because with you, I feel HOPE in every sunrise, FAITH in every warm breeze, and LOVE as endless as the SUMMER days.” 'Pops? Seriously? Don’t tell me she’s his type! Poppy’s still a minor!'

“I’d forgotten that you like the same ‘noise’ as me.” Miranda grinned and tapped her fingers in time to the music against the steering wheel. “Don’t worry, there’s plenty more coming up on this playlist. It wasn’t classic rock I grew up on though. I got interested in pop punk when I saw Green Day on Top of the Pops.” “What’s Top of the Pops?” Miranda groaned, of course, it wasn’t going to have a clue what that was. “It was a TV show on BBC of popular bands and artists playing to a live audience. YouTube it.”

They'll be here pretty soon Lookin' through my room For the money I'm bitin' my nails I'm too young to go to jail It's kinda funny Where's my mind? Where's my mind? Where's my mind? Where's my mind? Maybe it's in the gutter Where I left my lover What an expensive fake My V is for Vendetta Thought that I'd feel better But now I got a bellyache Everything I do The way I wear my noose Like a necklace I wanna make 'em scared Like I could be anywhere Like I'm reckless I lost my mind I don't mind Where's my mind? Where's my mind?