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There is that special person in your life. 당신 know, the guy 당신 despise; of who 당신 do nothing rater then twist the neck of; who drives 당신 to insanity; who bus 당신 like hell just 의해 being near; who makes your fingers itch after to 펀치 him. That guy who 당신 must fight with every muscle in your body not to beat up.
No, I’m not talking about your overprotective big brother 또는 your oh-so-annoying little brother, both who 당신 really truly love. No, I’m talking about the guy 당신 are, whether 당신 like it 또는 not, thinking about twenty-four hours a 일 나무, 트리 hundred and sixty-five days a year.
The “smirking-his-annoying-smile-at-you-in-class-refusses-to-live-you-alone-does-everything-to-bug-you”-kind of guy. The guy who makes your blood boil and 당신 cheeks burn, who 당신 really desire to hit with something hard. The guy you’ve been complaining on with your 프렌즈 a billion times and who fill every page of your diary with his stupid acting.
The cocky, good-looking, sooo sexy guy with his enchanting eyes and messy hair who everybody loves, everybody but you. Who picks on 당신 for all those horrible things that makes 당신 feel bad which, weird enough, makes 당신 feel better. He who seem to know exactly what 당신 think and can make 당신 do an-y-thing just through saying 당신 can’t, are to muck goody-goody 또는 are too scared to do it. The guy 당신 called every ugly name that’s ever been hear. And a few more.
New fact: This guy is very important person. I’m talking “turning-you-world-upside-down –your-life-will-never-be-the-same-again” –important. Believe me I know. I didn’t know what those guy meant to me until I almost 로스트 him. 또는 actually 로스트 him. Well, really he 로스트 me. Not that I’d known it. I had a hole in my 심장 for many years without knowing about it. When we met again it started to heal and I realized that there wasn’t a person I hated 더 많이 in my life than him, 또는 a person I risk 더 많이 to keep alive.
While talking about alive. What do 당신 guys thin happed after death. And don’t say “I don’t know” 당신 all have a theory 당신 all wonder about a lot. Way too much actually.
Hot tip. Live while 당신 can and don’t worry too much about death. Because sooner 또는 later your dead and then you’ll have plenty of time to figure out what’s going on. I should know I’ve died seven times.
I died the twenty-first of October 1891 on my nineteenth birthday. Every time I’ve died I’ve died on my birthday. On my nineteenth birthday. 당신 think that when seven different girls dies on there nineteenth birthday, who just happened to be on the same 일 의해 the way, with around twenty years between each would wake some attention. But noo, everyone’s to crushed about the tragedy of a young girl with her whole life up a head who died on her birthday. Sigh, Idiots.
There is that special person in your life. 당신 know, the guy 당신 despise; of who 당신 do nothing rater then twist the neck of; who drives 당신 to insanity; who bus 당신 like hell just 의해 being near; who makes your fingers itch after to 펀치 him. That guy who 당신 must fight with every muscle in your body not to beat up.
No, I’m not talking about your overprotective big brother 또는 your oh-so-annoying little brother, both who 당신 really truly love. No, I’m talking about the guy 당신 are, whether 당신 like it 또는 not, thinking about twenty-four hours a 일 나무, 트리 hundred and sixty-five days a year.
The “smirking-his-annoying-smile-at-you-in-class-refusses-to-live-you-alone-does-everything-to-bug-you”-kind of guy. The guy who makes your blood boil and 당신 cheeks burn, who 당신 really desire to hit with something hard. The guy you’ve been complaining on with your 프렌즈 a billion times and who fill every page of your diary with his stupid acting.
The cocky, good-looking, sooo sexy guy with his enchanting eyes and messy hair who everybody loves, everybody but you. Who picks on 당신 for all those horrible things that makes 당신 feel bad which, weird enough, makes 당신 feel better. He who seem to know exactly what 당신 think and can make 당신 do an-y-thing just through saying 당신 can’t, are to muck goody-goody 또는 are too scared to do it. The guy 당신 called every ugly name that’s ever been hear. And a few more.
New fact: This guy is very important person. I’m talking “turning-you-world-upside-down –your-life-will-never-be-the-same-again” –important. Believe me I know. I didn’t know what those guy meant to me until I almost 로스트 him. 또는 actually 로스트 him. Well, really he 로스트 me. Not that I’d known it. I had a hole in my 심장 for many years without knowing about it. When we met again it started to heal and I realized that there wasn’t a person I hated 더 많이 in my life than him, 또는 a person I risk 더 많이 to keep alive.
While talking about alive. What do 당신 guys thin happed after death. And don’t say “I don’t know” 당신 all have a theory 당신 all wonder about a lot. Way too much actually.
Hot tip. Live while 당신 can and don’t worry too much about death. Because sooner 또는 later your dead and then you’ll have plenty of time to figure out what’s going on. I should know I’ve died seven times.
I died the twenty-first of October 1891 on my nineteenth birthday. Every time I’ve died I’ve died on my birthday. On my nineteenth birthday. 당신 think that when seven different girls dies on there nineteenth birthday, who just happened to be on the same 일 의해 the way, with around twenty years between each would wake some attention. But noo, everyone’s to crushed about the tragedy of a young girl with her whole life up a head who died on her birthday. Sigh, Idiots.
