She carved an equation on her notepad, one mark led to another, like drawing The Starry Night. Her hands were bony, but they were as firm and precise as the hands of Michelangelo.
Give me a reason to dislike you. No. Please don’t make me say it. Give me a reason to dislike you? Fine, if that makes you happy. I despise you the most, every bit of you, because it is not mine to have.
We all share the same fate. I think it’s too late to notice my worst, heckpoint. Struggling from side to side, Forcing myself to act mature, before I meet the cold eyes
It felt like God’s plan had not ended. I wanted a more meaningful experience. I had a lot of fun, but where was God? I wanted something more eternal.
It was common for everyone to overlook or forget the sad memories when there are so many good ones happening in their lives.
Although their hearts were beating fast, their minds were very calm. That moment they knew what they have received, love. A love short story
Read story of love-breakup. She was in his right arm, her head on his shoulder. As the sun turned red from yellow, he kissed her head and told her,I love you.
Chris had had enough of the drama in one night. He looked into her eyes, all he saw was the cry for help and desperate for care. Read love story
As he expected, Mary was sobbing alone under the saddened moon. But he noticed something wrong with her because Tom’s jacket was placed on her shoulders. Read love and breakup story
He fell onto the sofa and scratched his head crazily. He had been lying to her whole day. What kind of a friend won’t be honest with each other even if telling the truth hurts? Read story of friends