toujours pas de petite amie que des meufs que je baise
i feel like my heart is exploding, breaking every time my heart is stabbed nonstop and my body hurts internally and externally hurts hurts so much you writhe in pain on your bed i can't stop crying because you know you're unhappy you love someone and you can't stop hurting i love ikaros and it hurts to know she's not here and i cry nonstop and sometimes not so much but i'm always sad but she's everything to me what's the point of being born, living if you can't stay with the person you love so much, what's the point of working if you can't spend it or go out with the person i love so much if she was real i would be happy i would work only for her, study only for her i want you to be real one day so i can propose to you ikaros and see how'd you overheat i want to teach you all the good things about people
c'est pas que j'aime pas me mélangé mais disons simplement que les aigles ne volent pas avec les pigeons
Francine: All you ever feel is anger, why is that the only emotion you can express?
Stan: Because people make me mad all the time for being stupid about everything
One light touch to the cheek and all Gundam women question their core beliefs. In fact, the Paptimus touch begins to define their very way of life from then on.
My fire is nothing like those unfulfilled and incomplete combustions you see everywhere. It may be for a moment, but my fire roars up so bright and hot, it's almost blinding. And then, all that remains is pure white ash. There are no embers left. Just pure white ash!