ktierns
There is always mischief going on in sitcoms, but it's okay because at the end you know there will be a happy ending with all characters laughing and smiling. Ann smiles while watching her favorite one and wishes to be apart of the silly mischief too.
"No harm done, right?" "Nope none at all," Clara said suppressing her boiling insides at the sheer obliviousness of Bill's blatant disregard for anyones feelings, but his own.
I don't care that we sat there for hours and hours just simply talking about our lives. It was completely worthwhile to feel like I was being let in again, like you still really cared.
His lullaby soothed her aching limbs until she had no feeling at all-- a walking puppet he knew was under his spell.
They were destined to be together, but life crept up like a sudden gust of wind and swiftly stole the spark that never did get the chance to ignite.
The burning was too much for her, but at the same time she couldn't resist the flames that brought the two of them together-- they engulfed her until her sense was ashes.
I really do wish to have a husband one day. I know I am still young, but the thought of a soulmate, of never being alone, of having someone to start a family with- well it seems like a pretty good deal to me.
Dwelling on the past is all we've known and for some odd reason we always make the past seem better or worse as a result of our dwelling. Excepting the past for what it is may just put an end to all this dwelling.