Anyway Stories

Hey Everyone so here is a new story I am writing. It's about Drew Carey and Aisha Tyler. That's all I am going to say about it so You will have to read to find out what this is about.

Harry dreads an impending visit to his hometown, where he'll be forced to reunite with a newly engaged ex-boyfriend, a childhood best friend turned near stranger, and a family who never understood just how desperately he needed to leave. In the midst of it all, a ludicrous Twitter proposition brings him to Louis.

N̴͍̳̝͌̒̃́̋͝o̶̢̤̥̪̥̠̜̩̦͈̯̹̎́̀͛ ̶̧̡͍̱̭̲͚̖̠̭̙͓̆̒͒͒͊͝d̴͇̈́͌̐̀́̅̽̋͗̾̏̋̓͝e̶̥͛̐s̶̡̛͖̗̮̪͓̞̬͇̻͆́̓̆̍͘̕̕͠ç̸̢̡̠̗͇̲͇̘̖̥̻̲͉̈́̄́̓̋̊͠ͅr̴̛̥̗͎̩̼̰̀̾̅͝ì̴̝̽̅̕ṕ̵͓̝̤̀̑̋́͝ͅţ̵̨̖̣͖̱̖͈̩̍͋̔̚i̸͎̦͗o̷̢̨̪̞͈̥̣̬͎̥̒̎͋̆̈́̈́̔͘̕ͅn̴̰̖͇̘̰̩͗̽ͅ ̶̧̹̳̟̞̥͓̠͇̪̰̞͉̝̪̇̋͗̅̂͝f̶̡̮̙͓͈̺̂̌͛͊́̒̌̀̐͒̕͝͠ͅȍ̵̢̡̧̖͔̟͔͔̖͕̬͇̪̯͎͋͑̒̓͒͌u̶̡̨̟̹̝̤͚̞͑͑̑́̌̌̉̈̏̆̎̚͘͠n̵̛̯͉̍̀͐͆̕d̴̙̖̲͚̥̀͑̓̽̚͜ͅ ̸̢̙͍̰̱̮̳͕̀̔͆͠͝͝ͅ

A little sad poem. I found it on the internet and I thought I would write it here so people could see it.

Just some random pictures I take here and there.

How much can one kiss change a relationship? And how long can that relationship last?

"The audience cheered as the song finished and I got up to thank Jeff. He finally let go of my hand when I asked him for a hug. As we were in our embrace, he whispered in my ear, so softly that I could barely hear him; “Meet me outside after the show.”"

This is literally what the title says. I was putting my randomness in my other book, which most likely got people mad at me because they want actual updates, so I'm making this book, because why not! *Throws more confetti*

Alchemy

I could say that my life started spinning out of control when I started hiding things from my best friend, or when I kissed a guy I didn't particularly like on a cold winter's day. But I'd be lying--my life started spinning out of control when I started questioning myself, my beliefs, my decisions. Moon just happened to be part of that. “You know, though—most girls wouldn’t have let the opportunity slip by.” “Right.” “You say that, but if this was a romcom, Santos, we’d already be kissing.” “And as you might’ve noticed, it isn’t, because in romcoms snow exists only for aesthetic purpose and doesn’t freeze the protagonists to death." “True… So, no kissing, then?” “None." “You sure? The offer still stands for about… whatever it takes Hayley to get here.” “Moon, it’s you and me. What kind of good could come out of us kissing?” "Dunno. Wouldn’t you want to find out?” “Not really, no.” It was an honest answer, but even so I didn’t make any kind of move to stop him from pressing his lips to mine even though he’d done it so deliberately slowly that I couldn’t have not clued in on it.

This is just where I'm gonna do any tags that I am tagged in.

Idk this is only for my friends

Literally no one will see it

about the way how i live.

Just straight up honesty about a chick trying to live her best life.