Surrender.
Things were going well - or not? At least they should be. Maybe if everything were easier, I wouldn't have attitudes like that and maybe I wouldn't do that to anyone. But this would not be me. I know those also had dreams and some feelings, but to me none of that mattered anymore. [...] It was like a drug for the addict, a need that the more you had, the more you needed. So you can say, in fact I was. I needed this as I have an addiction to what I do.
Synopsis
Written by
View profile
Olá!Sou a tal da "Nattie Cherrie", e nem sei o que falar sobre mim. Hmmmm, eu tenho medo de palhaços, papai noel, le...
Recommendations
0Be the first to recommend this story to other readers!
More like this
Gerard is in trouble, and on a suggestion from his psychiatrist he goes to a clinic to try to improve his coexistence with people. (Okay, that was ridiculous. I'll write something better soon.)
A few minutes ago, "He" had awakened something in me by giving me this necklace, something I thought had died a long time ago. But on the contrary, he was very much alive, waiting only for an initiative...
Amid the cruel dramas of adolescence, "I'm Not Okay" reveals a world of intrigue, rivalry and dark secrets in the city of New Jersey. Iris, a seemingly ordinary girl, finds herself at the epicenter of a storm of disturbing events led by Maddison, the leader of the cheerleaders, and her boyfriend Peter. When a series of humiliations begin to hit Iris, she finds herself at a crossroads: succumb to the pressure of conformity or trigger a surprising turn of events that will change the course of everyone around her.
Not long ago, just like in the funeral car, someone dies to get on him again. No, it wasn't that far. Burning, as well as phosphorus, when it all began to incinerate. And what is the worst that was taken from every heart that was broken, like a stained blade? Well, Adrian had to hold on that night ... After all, what's the worst thing he could say? Things would not be better if he stayed there ... "Even more, and good night," she whispered. "See you, no good night. Helena ..."
"I didn't like you to see me like that, I didn't want anyone to see me. So you surprised me, took me out. We had dinner, we walked through the park at night, and then we had the best night. The purest love and I enjoyed every minute, every bit of your body and smell like it was a farewell [...]" A beautiful letter from Gerard saying goodbye to Frank.
What more could I say? Only a fairy soul to eternal loneliness.