Novel & Cerita She Blank On My Blank Till I Blank

It's too dark. Dark! Cold! And I feel so lonely..... T. B. C. Bianca come and be my big sis ❤️ like seriously I need your guidance 😍

Don't Blame Me - Taylor Swift 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 My relationship with everyone is tenuous. Sheila, my friend the only one I wish, so I could share, a place of complaining angrily at me. I don't know what to do. Being ignorant is wrong; being bandy is also wrong. But to cry, please, I'm not strong enough to cry. All my life spent only crying. I do not want. I'm at the most potent point in my life, but I don't want to keep crying. There were too many things to do but cry.

◇DON POV◇ I never thought I will feel loneliness untill I met her may be it is true no matter how many people are around us we still searches for one person only that person can fulfill the gap in our life her giggles and smiles are completely something different because they're not artificial they're pure with her my day felt energetic and amazing without her I felt whole day as boring her clumsiness and the smile she have when I scolds her she is really crazy lamb I returned to home after work I'm working on a special item for sometime I went into lawn and looked at the blank sky

My clumsy self just got priced by the damn glasses “So clumsy" I heard someone said, but I kept quiet , my concern is how to stop the bleeding flowing down my hands, am not an expert in seeing blood, then I stood up, ready to leave with the broken pieces which I picked on the floor and all not good bleeding hands, when someone tapped me from behind, turning around, I saw blue eyes staring at me. “Sorry about the bleeding. You see my brother here, is so arrogant and he needs some tutorial on how to talk to people, especially women”

even it kills me within. "Can I just go out...I...I want to go somewhere...hmmm sob*sob*hmmm, I hope things is just as easy as said...but you are right...I am the only one who is stocked in the past...she already take her leap...and totally forget me...ahmmm you can do what you need to do here, I will just...just need an air"

The sound of laughter and conversation mingled with the light hum of ambient music, creating a welcoming and vibrant atmosphere. “I can't believe there's no more!”, Blanca leans on me, “Kiki, I can't take it anymore. What a shitty week!” “Calm down, look, there's that one”, I point to a red one, “It's so you!” “Do you think so? Is it my size?” “Let's ask.”

Too empty. So I closed my eyes, drew the blanket tighter, and whispered into the silence, “I’m fine. I’m fine. I’m fine.” The words tasted like lies, but they were all I had.

She stared blankly at the dark screen, then suddenly raised her hand and smashed the nearby lamp to the floor. "Fine. Have it your way. Let's see how long you can keep hiding."

She just needed him to be there. "I didn't cry," she said, almost to herself. "I thought I would, but my mind just went blank, and that's almost worse because crying at least felt like doing something." "Blankness is also doing something," he said softly. She looked at him then, at the face that had become so familiar these past few weeks; the library, the dining room, the Miami waterfront, and all the unremarkably specific ordinary moments that had, somewhere along the way, become extraordinary.

“That's my girl. Come on, get up and let's bring you back to life first.” —----- The video loads slowly on the screen, then begins to play, showing only a dark, empty void that stretches on before it suddenly goes blank. And nothing more appears, leaving me staring at the black screen with a growing sense of unease that settles deep in my bones. Frowning deeply, I am not sure what I had wanted to see in the first place, but I certainly did not expect this stupid trick that feels like another layer of manipulation designed to toy with my already shattered nerves.