augur (recreation in process)

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augur best boyandgirl breathing cliche cute heartbreak love predictable texting textstory

augur: AW-ger, verb, to conjecture from signs or omens; predict.

in which a girl received a text message from a boy who did not know the difference between there, their and they're. i guess you could say it was,

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augur best boyandgirl breathing cliche cute heartbreak love predictable texting textstory

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There are some things so horrible that we can't even think about it. Things that happen in the past. You bury them deep so no one will ever possibly be able to find it. You move on, make friends, find possible love. Then, everything you had ever feared or hidden comes back to haunt you all over again. Sorrow, love, anger, pain, and betrayal. What comes next? --- EDITING AUG 2019: This story has been five years in the making, and my skills as a writer and an editor have definitely improved. But hey, come along for the ride.

It's her. It can only be her. My desperation has struck new limits for this girl. There are a lot of odds against us. The undeniable attraction. The pain of not being able to touch one another. The scare of our future. And the uncertainty of whether we'll make it out together. We're two worlds apart. A distance that is seemingly impossible to cross. But I would do anything to be with her. All my stories, all my letters, all the simple sentences I thought of in my head. None have come close to grazing even the slightest bit of my love for her. All my love is for her.

Sadie married Gage, thinking he was as head over heels in love as she was. Then Gage broke her heart when she overheard him telling his brother why he actually had married her. Months later, he came back into her life to win Sadie back. Only to break her heart again.

€£¥ "The world isn't all sunshine and rainbows, princess." He growls at me and then spits on the ground revealing blood. What is that supposed to mean? I raise an eyebrow at him and he snarls and walks away, leaving me in the cold and dark night. €£¥ She's never seen him before. His mysterious persona intrigues her. He is a ball of anger but she's not scared. As they get closer, their feelings start to change and something sparks between them. Actions always speak louder than words, so what happens when they can't seem to stay away from each other?

"_whos your teen romance? _him, he was my teen romance _was?? i dont get it." how can you love someone new when every night you dream of them. i dont want to love you, i want to be free, i want to be me, but when i shut my eyes all i see is you "why him? hes like any other, surly" because my heart made its choice and it chose him

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A marriage of convenience for them. A slip of the tongue from her. A bad reaction from him. Let the grovel begin.

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A series of goodbye letters written over the course of a month, to her dying lover in the hospital waiting room. ************ Amelia is a girl who lives in her bubble, surrounded by the friends she has known since kindergarten, is an avid reader and writer and believes in never doing something too spontaneous or out of her comfort zone. She likes certainty and rules. "J" is an enigma. He comes off as the guy who gives off the guy-next-door vibe, the clean cut loyal friend with a hidden flirtatious side. But behind those thick wayfarers are stormy grey eyes that hide a thunderstorm of secrets, lies and an entirely different world of double identities.

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❝Sometimes, you break the things you love,❞ She took a breath, hesitant to complete her sentence knowing the painful expression that would cross his face and the light exhale he would breathe to release his frustration. ❝and sometimes the things you love break you.❞ // Staying With the Bad Boy For Two Months

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There are some things so horrible that we can't even think about it. Things that happen in the past. You bury them deep so no one will ever possibly be able to find it. You move on, make friends, find possible love. Then, everything you had ever feared or hidden comes back to haunt you all over again. Sorrow, love, anger, pain, and betrayal. What comes next? --- EDITING AUG 2019: This story has been five years in the making, and my skills as a writer and an editor have definitely improved. But hey, come along for the ride.

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