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Let It Go You made all these rumors about me
And it seems if you don't even have a sense of humor
You can go screw your life and see if I would care
And everyday you always wanna play around with your hair
You and your friends talk about stuff that happened years ago
But Just Let It Go!
Let go of the past
And someday i might even kick your ass
Yea go ahead make fun of me as much as you can
And see if i would even give a damn
Someday your gonna learn your lesson
A lesson that you just gotta let it go...
In My Little Monkey Dreams When I see you
I know I get butterflies every time
Whenever your eyes meet mine
I can see them sparkle in the sunlight
But I feel like this is a fight,
Best Friends Is someone who you can count on
Someone who you can trust
Someone who is there for you and for your friend to care for you
Someone who you think of as your sister
Going to the mall with each other
And sometimes calling each other "Hey Doll!"
Who understands you like no other
And always like texting each other
We may have our Up's and Down's but no m
Even Though I don't know you and you don't even know me either
But I felt I've always known you
When you look at me I felt my heart skipped a beat
But I'm sure your heart only does that when your with her
Your smile and laugh is just so loveable
And when you flip your black hair It always makes you look adorable
When those amazing brown eyes of yours met with mine
My heart is beating faster every minute that happens
I don't care what other people think of you
I wish you were mine
But let's face the facts you won't even know that I really like you
And I wish that you really like me just like how i really like you.
Stuck In Your HEART (ImmortalFox)Aleks POV
"You can't go..." I said with my hand on his cheek. I could feel small tears spring into my eyes. He smiled down at me.
"I have to... I'll be back soon baby, I promise." He brushed his finger under my eye and caught a tear. He was going to pull his hand away but I grabbed it and held it there.
"No, you're mine. If I have to, I'll lock you in my basement." I rubbed my cheek into his hand he chuckled.
"Aleks, baby, you don't have a basement." He said while rubbing his thumb lightly on my cheek. I huffed at this and crossed my arms. He giggled again.
"You're so cute when you're mad." He said with a chuckle. I ignored him and wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my head in his shoulder. He hugged me and and set his head on top of my mine. I could hear him softly humming our song. It was corny to have one, but it was the song that was playing when we first came out as a couple. I could remember the day perfectly. It was during a concert and we had agreed beforehand we would
Late Night Kisses - Jalex"'Lex, it's your turn to change the movie" Jack whines, eating yet another mouthful of gummy-worms.
"No it's not." Alex argues "I changed it last time"
"Please? I feel sick" he looks to the opposite end of the sofa, where Alex is curled into a ball.
"You feel sick because you've eaten three packs of sweets," Alex rolls his eyes.
"Come on, 'Lex. Just change the film" Jack pouts slightly, hoping to sway the younger boy into doing what he wanted. To his surprise; it actually works for once.
Alex breathes out through his nose "Fine" he says in defeat "But you're doing it next time"
Alex's parents are out of town for the weekend so Alex had invited Jack to come stay over; which had lead to Jack buying a large amount of sweet and eating them as they watched movies on Alex's HD-TV.
Jack nods, taking what he can get.
And his eyes follow as Alex moves from the sofa and he bends down to the DVD player. He grabs a disk case and slots another movie into
Your not my mom- jalexAlex slouched against the wall sighing as he waited for his teacher to come and unlock the classroom door. He was half asleep when the teacher Mr. Springer finally walked into the little corner where all the music classrooms were held. He sat down in the small mirrored piano lab, looking at his reflection fixing his bangs so they were over his forehead as he was doing this he heard a chuckle. He looked up to see his best friend Jack Barakat. "What I'm not aloud to fix my hair to cover my gigantic forehead?" Alex knew this would cause Jack to compliment him and he lived to hear Jack say those kinds of things, even if he had to prompt them sometimes. Alex was very much in love with his best friend, he just couldn't tell him.
Jack set at his keyboard that is located next to Alex and sighs rolling his eyes. "You look wonderful Alex, you always do." Jack then pokes Alex's stomach playfully. Mr. Springer walked in though and class started. It was a simple class that will earn Alex
Grand Gestures - ImmortalPKC OneShotMy phone rings in my pocket. I pull it out slowly, wary of whom I think it is. Tom.
I thought I told his dumb ass to stop calling me. I gave him the money. And I said I didn't like him anymore. Ever going out with him was a mistake.
I answer my phone.
"What do you want, Tom?" I say bitterly. I clench my jaw out of anger and frustration, even though I know he can't see me.
"Oh, don't be like that Aleks!" He sneers at me. "You still owe me money. Meet me at the usual place in ten minutes with the cash and I'll let you off the hook easy." He hangs up the phone before I can decline.
There's no way that I'm going to go. No fucking way. I don't owe him any money anymore.
I hear Seamus walking around outside my door. I had moved into the Creature House to be with Seamus after Max moved out to an apartment with Renee. Seamus knocks on my door.
"Come in!" I yell, not bothering to get up and open the door. The door opens and closes and I hear footsteps behind me. I spin my
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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