PROFILE
Heyyo.As you can see above,tat is the picture of us..the one on ur left is shay.aka.baby and the one on ur right is skiee.aka.wanniie.We are best friends and we will forever be.We love shopping and dressing up and absolutely love everything about fashion.We are currently fourteen years old and ar studying in canberra secondary school.If you wanna know more about us,you can read our posts..
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Hello readers .
Since it's midnight ..
I would like to talk about.............
Love............
Firstly; I'm sorry for the font . or rather the colour of the font .
But don't blame me .
You know that''love is in the air'' .?-and i'm in love...(i am?)
SO here goes................
Love hurts. Burns. Kills. Whatever you wanna put it. Love at this age is only an infatuation towards the opposite sex. It brings you troubles, it brings you sins. Love at this age makes you slip away from your family bit by bit, and makes it hard for you to study. Talking all night, sleeping all day, unhealthy. Love can also influence you into doing things you'd never imagine doing. Like running away. Like not coming home. Like sex. Love pretends to hover close and protect you, but by fact it's actually just you, forming images of all worthwhile trust and faith. Love immitates courage and pretends to treasure. Love starts beautifully, shaping itself into sunshine and butterflies and rainbows and rainy hearts. Then, it betrays you and hurts you, torturing your emotional room, physically tormenting you, literally screaming at you. Then, love leaves you, having done its deed. SO you see, love is bad. It's stupid. It's worthless. It's dumb. It burns. Love burns.
SOMEBODY PLEASE, PROVE ME WRONG.
And yes .
Somebody did just that .-proving me wrong .
Ok .
Time for me to sleep already .
Goodnight .
Lots of love;
-Shay
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Hello readers .
Since it's midnight ..
I would like to talk about.............
Love............
Firstly; I'm sorry for the font . or rather the colour of the font .
But don't blame me .
You know that''love is in the air'' .?-and i'm in love...(i am?)
SO here goes................
Love hurts. Burns. Kills. Whatever you wanna put it. Love at this age is only an infatuation towards the opposite sex. It brings you troubles, it brings you sins. Love at this age makes you slip away from your family bit by bit, and makes it hard for you to study. Talking all night, sleeping all day, unhealthy. Love can also influence you into doing things you'd never imagine doing. Like running away. Like not coming home. Like sex. Love pretends to hover close and protect you, but by fact it's actually just you, forming images of all worthwhile trust and faith. Love immitates courage and pretends to treasure. Love starts beautifully, shaping itself into sunshine and butterflies and rainbows and rainy hearts. Then, it betrays you and hurts you, torturing your emotional room, physically tormenting you, literally screaming at you. Then, love leaves you, having done its deed. SO you see, love is bad. It's stupid. It's worthless. It's dumb. It burns. Love burns.
SOMEBODY PLEASE, PROVE ME WRONG.
And yes .
Somebody did just that .-proving me wrong .
Ok .
Time for me to sleep already .
Goodnight .
Lots of love;
-Shay
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