peeing desperately

"I would rather never get forgiven by you, if it means I won't get forgotten by you" He said holding Kashish tightly in his arms. He felt like if he loosens his arms now he will lose her forever. When Kashish faces rejection her whole life she loses her faith in love; her anger and pain do not let her live her life fully. Her past always haunts her and her hatred for her past never lets her forget it. So when life plays with her again and brings her back to face her past; what will she do? Its a story about love and healing. And about how time sets everything right.

Did you ever like someone for almost half of your life? Yung parang mawawalan kanang hininga sa t'wing hindi mo siya makikita? O tila bang walang saysay ang buhay mo kapag di mo siya masilayan. Well, this story is about a girl who's hopelessly loving her doctor. She who dreams and desires to be his. Desperately with all costs, she will win the heart of the loving-kind doctor . But can she really do it? Mamahalin kaya siya ng minamahal niya pabalik kaya ba nitong tumbasan o higit pa ang kanyang pagmamahal o hindi? Hindi lahat ng panahon ay mapapasayo lahat ng ninanais ng puso't isipan mo, kumabaga mananatili lang itong isang magandang panaginip na parati nating inaabot tuwing gising.

A collection of thoughts made by me about the insecurity of my own self. Lamenting the fact that I am talentless and have no real ability to create a story that anyone can truly enjoy. In an attempt to change myself, I started out my little sneaky adventure to write down the story that has been crystallized inside of my mind. Whether its enjoyable or not, that's up for others to decide. I'm only telling the narratives after all. From here on out, I'll make little complain on just about every little things. It might be trivial, it might also be controversial, but who really cares about it, these are my thoughts after all. It wouldn't affect anything or anyone if there's nobody reading it to begin with. That's how it goes, and so I began my silly little run.

"he hurt you, rooki." "yeah, but he's a keeper." no matter what he did, no matter how much he hurt him, he still loved him. he couldn't let him go, so he kept running back. now he can't get away. unless he did something that he can't take back.

A human boy who has a special role. A witch who decided she'd tagged along. A reapress who helped them on the way. Another witch who followed them one day. A prisoner freed from his chains. Lyte just wanted to unite the Keepers and retrieve the stolen cursed Wind Goddess Statue. He met some poeple along the way to help him in his journey but tragedy struck when one of them stabbed him on the back. He might be prepared to face the challenges ahead, but was he prepared when betrayal smacked him in the face?

Il est intéressant de réfléchir et de se poser des questions . Cela peut être le but d'une vie , bien qu'une seule ne suffise pas .

The waters that housed the harbinger lay before him. He could make out her form floating in the water. He wouldn't try to reach her, not yet but the time was not long in coming. Soon he would have the power she comands and with it his will would rise and the world it will conquer. A devilish grin slipped onto his face and grew, his laugh rang out bouncing on the walls of the cave and echoing through its halls. Anyone within earshot had already been erased. He looked behind him to the guardian laying dead on the floor. The corpse would be found and the death reported until it reached the keepers' ears. 'Let them come' he thought, he would show them true power. With that he turned and left the cave. * * * * Ripples in the water awaken the harbinger from her thousand year slumber. The strings have been tampered with, a world is dying, fate must be restored. Sinister forces are at play, the peace of the world is threatened. The keepers must once again rise to the call of their harbinger

Diego had been a normal person back on Earth. After his parents died, he took in his sister to help raise her, but before too long, she accidently caused his death. Instead of it being the end, as he expected, he found himself waking up on a strange new world where magic and cultivation existed. His arrival in the red sand desert would set into motion events that could destroy the fragile balance of world, but he would not learn of this until it is far too late. He rises through the ranks of power in the Konto Sect, but before he is strong enough to stand against the dark forces of the world, they begin to stir. Now, he is hunted for a power that is not truly his own. Can he master the Seed of Speed and rise through the ranks of his cultivation before the Daemoras capture him? Will he find the strength to rise to the peak of the world and ascend to the Heavens to rejoin his sister who gave him this second chance? Follow his journey to break through the Heavens and walk among the Gods!

Picture this: The Peepee Poopoo Man, but like 100000% more EPIC

Synopsis Emilia (Mia) Thompson returns to her hometown of Willow Creek, nestled in the heart of the apiary region, to inherit her family's beloved beekeeping business. Her father's sudden passing leaves her with a mysterious warning: " Trust no one. " As Mia Hunts into the world of beekeeping, she discovers a sinister threat to the bees, the town's ecosystem, and her own life. A corporation, led by the ruthless Victor Blackwood, is secretly poisoning the bees to exploit the lucrative honey industry. Mia's investigation puts her in the crosshairs of rival beekeepers, corrupt officials, and the corporation's henchmen. She finds solace in her friendship with Ruby, a local botanist, and Liam, a charming entomologist who helps her unravel the mysteries of bees. As she uncovers dark secrets, ancient myths, and hidden agendas, Mia must confront her troubled past and learn to trust others. With bees on the brink of extinction, Mia must muster all her courage and determination to save her apiary, her village, and herself. Can she uncover the truth and protect her bees? Or will her forces of greed and corruption silence her forever?