Истории Livid

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"You're like my own personal brand of meth.." "Quoting twilight on me ,really? You could do better than that" "Come on! Your name is Meth!" _____. "Damn right I'm pretty! I prefer the term handsome though" " I said petty." _____. "Are we lost?" "Nope I'm sure the best route to freedom is this way" "Where are we going then?" "Hell probably" "Didn't we just get out of school?" "Well then , I could take you to heaven but I feel like you'd file for a restraining order " "Wow, my knight in shining armor " "Don't sound so excited babe, I'm starting to think that you've got a crush on me " "Keep dreaming " " Of you? I was going to anyway but now that I've got your permission ..."

if you think you know the story of Rapunzel you are probably wrong however this version is based on the original Rapunzel story and unlike the one we all know in this one Rapunzel doesnt live happily ever after.....

A collection of poems I have written dated from high school to present. A lot of these are controversial writings, pieces that are too sensitive for today's society, for many to grasp and carry. Some of these are extremely personal and real life writings. I'm a living book, and I'm ready for you to turn the page.

I am livid and here's why.

Funny

Rhylee has been a prisoner of this place for six years. They took her when she was only thirteen, injecting heroin into her veins as soon as they locked her in that pure white cell. Doctors who found the art in making illegal drugs, the money, the greed, capture innocent people and use them as their lab rats. When they test a new drug called 'Gold' on poor nineteen year old Rhylee, she finds there's more secrets in this place than she thought there were. Betrayal, love, murder and suspense have taken over her already miserable life, leading her to a mission for revenge.

"NO!!", I screamed at him as he turned and started walking away. "What did you just say?", He said as he turned around slowly as if he didn't just hear me right. "I said no", I spoke defiantly. I've had it. I can't take it anymore, I need to stick up for myself. My face turned to the right suddenly and my cheek stinged. I looked at him in shock with my hand nursing my scorching cheek as tears surfaced to my eyes and fell down my cheeks. He's never put his hands on me and yet he just slapped me. I fell to the ground with a loud thud as I was pushed. I began sobbing as his foot made contact with my stomach. The wind was knocked out of me and just as I caught my breath more kicks were thrown at my stomach. I curled up on the floor as I tried to protect myself while sobbing but it didn't really help. With each kick I heard distant yells. He was yelling at me but I couldn't hear what exactly he was saying. It was like his voice was drowned out by water. He picked me up by my hair and turned my face to look at him. His eyes were black with rage and pure hatred was all over his hard face. I just don't get it, if he hates me so much why not just let me go? Michelle has had enough and she needs to find a way out of the life she was forced into. She wants her freedom and she won't give up until she has it.

Just some little sad stories or poetry here and there.

Luis is a sixteen year old boy with short, brown, curly hair, chocolate brown eyes, five foot six, and has a personality that nobody can seem to read. He has attended school, and still does, regularly at Freedom High School in Brooklyn, New York for three years since his family was stationed at Fort Hamilton. His life at home looked wonderful to those who he was close to. When friends were invited they couldn't believe what they were experiencing. A big house, stairs that led to a second floor, a bathroom in every room, a huge kitchen to prepare well cooked meals, and a divine living room with much needed space for fun family activities or to hang around after a long day. It surprised Luis a lot because they were just visiting. They didn't know what really happens behind closed doors when nobody was around to witness the horror in his eyes. Warnings: Swearing, Abuse, Etc.

Just little thoughts from different stories I'll never end up writing.

alone with myself...gotta love it...

Olivia's pov. We were suppose to start our life together. Forget about Manhattan. Forget about Elliot, but it's kinda hard to do that when.. He lives next door. • When Olivia and David Haden move to start a new life together in Denver. New apartment. New job. New life with their 3 year old daughter. What happens when they find out who their neighbor is.. • The fanfic is way better then the symmetry.. It's been 5 years since Elliot left, and still no word.

A 14 year old girl wished for nothing more than to be adopted by a family before Christmas her biggest dream came true until her worst nightmare became reality..

This is what happened after the aftermath. Everything seemed fine, they were living alone. Kim Nanosounds lived generally peacefully with Duncan Lalna, in a pretty world, all by themselves. The almost forgot that they were Nuked. They didn't question why they were given a second chance, they just thought they lived alone in this great, big world. The trees swayed, and the two both knew something was wrong. The air grew foul and the plants withered. They weren't alone. -discontinued-

Paryż miasto miłości... oraz Bangtani. Tak oto kolejna wycieczka Livid i Alex tym razem do Paryża na koncert BTS SPEAK YOURSELF!

Jenny Markings isn't a fool when it comes to love...that was until she discovered she had buried feelings for her brother's best friend, Aaron Shadows. Aaron is known as the Bad Boy from the wrong side of the tracks. A player. They've known each other since she was five and haven't been separated since. Come to find out, he's had a small crush on her himself, and her brother, Hayden, already knows about this small crush. Once a new guy, Kale, walks into Jenny's life, Aaron realizes his feelings were deeper than a fling. Only one trip to the lake house will reveal true feelings and secrets... ***This is one of my first stories, so it's very amateur and not really thought out. And it's not edited, so read at your risk. I get annoyed with myself when I read this, haha. Thanks for reading though!