With thoughts come tears
With tears comes memory's
With memory's come laughter
With laughter comes a new beginning.
With a new beginning comes a new ending.
With a new ending comes a breath less Thoughts.
After that it repeats itself. Over and over again.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So me and Piper; Oh! Elisabeth too!; all hung out. Piper and me ran into a river!(; It was so much fun. We both needed a girls weekend. Very much.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The thing to all of this is -Thinking- no matter how much we hate it. We still do it. Isn't that weird? It's as if we are being controlled. Hmmm. I wonder.....
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A Broken Heart With a Fake Smile
Short StorySometimes having a fake smile with a broken hear can be deadly other times its enjoying. {A story about myself in a different names point of view}