Loathe ye, Road

Why does loving always end up in a woeful goodbye? Lips of yours moved in a dulcet "Hi" as I walk by. Dear It felt so good, I seemingly ascended the sky. But as our ways diverged; sadness has existed high. Your named used to trigger my endorphins. But now it have turned to a gist can't seem to sink in. You used to call me Aphrodite. Never thought how much a flimflam it could be. There are some things who ought to deceive. Ain't anyone should be too gullible to believe. You've hurt me once, torned me twice. And this numb I am,...

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Highschool Relationships

Ever since the modernism struck teenagers, Having a romantic relationship with an opposite ex has become prevalent and conventional. Specially in highschool, being someone's girlfriend or boyfriend isn't deemed as villanous as long as you keep a right track of your studies. In fact, it actually spices up your highschool since you have an additional reason to wake up early every morning and cudgel your brains with those sleep-depriving exams and student stuff. You'll have someone who can perk your spirit up when you feel down towards a particular subject. You'll have someone you can set your goals with and celebrate your sense...

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My Love for Quen

Hashtag, BURSTING FANGIRL FEELS ALERT. (c) The Mile Long Bookshelf LIFE IS REALLY UNFAIR. If I'll say that I'm crazypants inlove with someone whose name is well-known throughout the country, I'll probably be considered as delusional. The people would slap me with the impossibility of us. No matter how much I scream my love for him, all of my efforts and attempt to reach out will end up futile. It's all because Of all the human beings I can fall in love with, I fell with someone atypical.  (c) Starmometer.com Nope,...

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Our Farewell's Beauteousness

  Hey there, it's been a long time. Each one's business thwarted us in touch. I shall be a culprit, if only missing you is a crime. Certainly, I ain't be asking for much too much. However, I have to keep you reminded, Your embraces and smooches are perfectly-binded As though as they really existed to engulf my soul. Time has never felt this snail-paced. Distance has never felt this long-drawned-out. A certain person not in sight never felt this crazed. I've never felt the warm-fuzzies throughout, Not until you've stumbled...

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Cheesiness

Everything suddenly turn best. With my head lying on your chest. Hearing your heart ponder per ponder. Hoping the end is never. Let's dream our dreams. Every fiber of our being, Empowers each other's whims. Together, our souls shall sing: I am pristine in your embrace. Nothing will go wrong, Most beautiful sight is your face. Dear, to you I really belong. Gentle knocks on the door, Endless repertoire of laughters Spilling gently on the floor No matter how it resembles a corn, Our pointless jokes are guffaw-buster. Loving...

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Mr. Right in Process

State of uncertainty Do you really like me? Is everything just a pastime for you? You always leave me out with no clue. They say you're a trouble. But instead to stop I just fell. It didn't burst my happy bubble Nor took off my shell. Changing you has been my mission. I believed you were Mr. Right - in process. But that was just a vast delusion, I'll never ever be your princess. Your words are fragments of trickery. Resembling a sweet candy factory. They are too good to be true; My senses jolt out of the blue. Nobody could say it better. From others it ain't be sweeter. You, idiot just complete my day. But...

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#PromFeels.

Prom. Does this 4-letter word strike something in your thinking cap? Either you suddenly remembered that oopsie-loopsie moment of accidentally stepping at your gown, that all-night party with booming beats that made everybody go feral or that unforgettably majestic dance with the guy you've been crushing since God-knows-when. Prom is just just composed of inexplicable madness, isn't it? Since I was a kid, watching those movies with magical prom moments make me grow envious. When am I gonna experience it? Maybe one year......

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