When They Want To Kiss You
~WHEN A BOY WANTS TO KISS YOU~
1.They hold your hand and a lways play with it.
2. They stare into your eyes for a long time.
3. They get close to your face.
~WHEN A GIRL WANTS TO KISS YOU~
1.They stare into your eyes bitting their lip.
2. They always wrap their arms around you.
3. They play with their hands, shirts, pants, etc. just waiting for you to make the move.
He Loves Her
> Girl: What’s wrong?
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> Boy: I like her so much…
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> Girl: Talk to her!
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> Boy: I don’t know. She won’t ever like me.
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> Girl: Don’t say that. You’re amazing!
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> Boy: I just want her to know how I feel.
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> Girl: Then tell her!
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> Boy: She won’t like me…
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> Girl: How do you know that?
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> Boy: I can just tell.
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> Girl: Well just tell her.
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> Boy: What should I say?
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> Girl: Tell her how much you like her!
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> Boy: I tell her that daily.
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> Girl: What do you mean?
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> Boy: I’m always with her. I love her.
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> Girl: I know how you feel. I have the same problem. But he’ll never like me…
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> Boy: Wait. Who do you like?
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> Girl: Oh, just some boy.
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> Boy: Oh… She won’t like me either.
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> Girl: She does.
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> Boy: How do you know..?
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> Girl: Because, who wouldn’t like you?
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> Boy: You.
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> Girl: You’re right, I don’t like you, I love you
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> Boy: I love you too.
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> Girl: So are you going to talk to her?
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> Boy: I just did…
3 year old sarah
I did not write this my friend sent me this…..
my name is sarah
i am but three
my eyes are swollen i cannot see
i must be stupid i must be bad
what else could of made my daddy so mad?
i wish i were better i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me
i cant speak at all
i cant do a wrong
or else im locked up all the day long
when i awake im all alone
the house is dark my folks arent home
when my mommy does come
i’ll try and be nice
so maybe i get just one whipping tonight
dont make a sound i just heard a car
my daddy is back from charlie’s bar
i hear him curse my name he calls
i press myself against the wall
i try and hide from his evil eyes im so afraid
now im starting to cry he finds me weeping
he shouts ugly words
he says its my fault that he suffers at work
he slaps me and hits me and yells at me more
i finally get free and i run for the door
hes already locked it and i start to bawl
he takes me and throws me against the hard wall
i fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken
and my daddy continues with more bad words spoken
“im sorry” i scream but its much now too late
his face has been twisted into unimaginable hate
the hurt and the pain again and again
oh please god have mercy oh please let it end
and he finally stops and heads for the door
while i lay motionless sprawled on the floor
my name is sarah and i am but three
tonight my daddy murdered me
