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box of truthMany years gone by as we grow upbox of truth by ~Meowsos
and start our new life as fate can plan
some may be good, some may by sad or bad; but that doesn't stop me being strong
I may go on but my old memories refuse to forget--- what I am in the past and now to see
this little black box!!
fill with breams and broken hart that I have store
giving me a long time to say that I was sorry for my foolishness back then, until today
giving time to waste and give you my apology's to from my broken hart
childhood scars; nothing ells you can do to help, ad least I have you with me
but its always so feels so lonely even with you here and even right next to me
pleas don't cry
you don't have to do that any more
when I cry is something you didn't know is that
for you this houl time; that's is why you haven't cry for quite some times
no mater how many times its hurts me for along time
with out you even know how much pain I have
I rather keep that secret with me with out you to worry about me
for a time to time
I rather let y
Dark!RussiaxReader Invisible 5It didn't take too long for you to make up your mind; you knew that you had to get out of this house, you didn't care that it was cold and that you would probably freeze to death. You needed to get out of here and away from him. Breathing heavy you looked around the room for some clothes, it didn't matter what they looked like, you just needed to hurry. You got out of the bed and wrapped the blanket around your shivering body and stood on your shaking legs. Your brain was having a hard time processing this all so most of the memories didn't make much sense, but your body wasn't worried about that. All it was worried about is making sure a repeat of last night never happened again. You looked on the floor for any sign of your clothes you had on before, not caring that they were a few days old. On your hands and knees, you looked over the bed only to find a few empty bottles long since forgotten.Dark!RussiaxReader Invisible 5 by ~FireAtWill42
Hands shaking, you grabbed one of the bottles and examined it. You weren't surprise
Connecting~2P! Canada X Pregnant! Reader-GiftConnecting~2P! Canada X Pregnant! Reader-GiftConnecting~2P! Canada X Pregnant! Reader-Gift by ~DJ-Sky-Storm-117
Matt X Reader Gift for MissCrazy97
Contentedly sighing, you reclined back on the couch, shifting your belly weight in the process. Seven months has taken a toll on your body, your gaze wistfully glancing over the pants you could no longer wear, and then the medications you had to take to fight off the nausea. But the joy of becoming a mother overcame every symptom of pregnancy and you were happy beyond belief.
Your head tuned up to your fiancé, the tall Canadian smiling softly down at you. His blonde wavy hair was loose, hanging partly in his dark violet eyes.
“Yes, now that he’s calmed down a little.” You giggled. “He has become quiet energetic in here.” You patted your round belly slightly, the warm flesh rippling form a kick. Matt noticed, circling around you before climbing onto your lap, resting his head against your belly as his arms wrapped a
2p!Dad!AmericaxTeen!Reader:Like Father Like...2p!Dad!AmericaxTeen!Reader:Like Father Like... by ~Banshee-Scream
“Daddy,” you said smiling at your father.
Behind the paper you could hear a snort, “What do you want?”
Your eye widened, “What do you mean, daddy?”
The paper was lowered so you could see your father’s face, “You only call me daddy when you want something. So what is it…advance on your allowance…you need to use the bike…what?”
Dropping the act you sat down at the kitchen table, “Promise not to over react?”
“_________ Jones I swear if you wrecked the bike I’ll-!”
“No! I didn’t touch the bike,” you said quickly, “I promise…dad, there’s this boy and I need you to be act nice when I bring him over before our date tonight.”
Now your father was not a nice guy. He was a good guy, but not nice. You were his daughter, his only child, the thing he loved in the world the most. And he was not about to let some boy come into the picture. Usually if he ca
My Obsession Stalker!2p!EnglandXReaderOliver Kirkland, 2p! of Arthur Kirkland, was obsessed, a fact he knew quite well, and enjoyed every second of it. Now it was not your average obsession, the kind most people had with a particulary good tv show or an amazing book series. No, his obsession lays with a person, a girl known as ____ to be precise.My Obsession Stalker!2p!EnglandXReader by ~MidnightShadows24
He could have been considered her stalker, but as far as his twisted romantic mind was concerned, it was research on the woman he loved. He remembered reading in a book once, for books used to be his only way to escape the hell of his life, that everyone had that one special person made just for them. Well, Oliver was quite sure that person was her, his other half, the icing to his cupcake, his love.
Oh, how he yearned to hold her in his arms, to whisper sweet nothings in her ear after making love. However, only one thing stood in his way: Arthur Kirkland, his 1p! and ____'s current boyfriend. What she saw in his dull, bland 1p!, Oliver didn't know, not that i
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