Some Rules -You can cry wherever the bloody hell you want to. -You can cry whenever the bloody hell you want to. -You don't have to cry to be sad- no tears do not equal no sadness. so -there isn't a direct correlation between how sad someone is and how much they're crying. -It's perfectly acceptable to want to collect your tears in a jug and pour them over the person/thing that has upset you.
Heaven or Hell an original poem by BlackGlitter4 If I walked in front of a car 'accidentally' would I die or grow older to drive? If I jumped off a cliff would I drown or grow older to swim? If I aimed a gun to my head and pulled the trigger would I go to heaven or hell? by the way i'm so sorry this is not a good poem at all but i promise i'll have better ones up soon
When nobody is replying on chat or to texts Me: So Mr Tiddles it seems like we are alone again. Me: *puts sock on hand and makes it talk* Not again. Me: How are you Mr Tiddles? Mr Tiddles: Im okay. Your feet smell and its hard to breath down there but M fine. How are you? Me: Im good thAnks! Me and Mr Tiddles: *continues conversation for 10 minutes* Me: Oh look someone replied!! Mr Tiddles: Awwwh you're pitching me again :( Me: *starts putting sock back on* Mr Tiddles: No not the foot not the foot! It stinks! Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!! What the hell is wrong with me?