Michele-Kostal

To all the broken people Who’ve seen a world of hurt Who have flown so very high Then fell into the dirt To all the broken people Lost on their road To all hose who still have hope Hope for a lighter load To all the broken people Who have held someone on their dying day Who have witnessed the ugly side The cruelty that comes in unknown ways To all the broken people Who have felt every single thing As though it was their heartbeat The very center of their being To all the broken people Who have been fucked by this life Who’ve been beaten and broken and left to die Alone to fight their fight To all the broke people

Don't love me because I'm afraid to love Because once I hold you I can't let go Because I'm afraid to se you walk away Bcause I know the day will come Don't love me because it's not true Because you see me for what I'm not Because you're so goddamn beautiful Because I can't even tell you so Don't love me because you'll suffer Because the world is not afraid to hurt Because I'm not worth the pain Because you deserve so much better Don't listen when I say "Don't love me" Because I know you do care Because I love you so much I can't live Because I want you to love me Don't love me Don't listen when I say don't love me Don't le

There once was a girl. She was very beautiful, and many boys would proclaim their love for her. But every time they told her those words, she would always ask the same question. "Why do you love me?" The boys would always reply smoothly that it was her beautiful eyes, or her smooth silky hair. Some said it was her personality they fell in love with. Yet still she turned them down. She was looking for a much different answer than that. One day, she came across a boy who seemed different. He said that he loved her like all the rest, and when she asked the question, he did not produce the correct results, yet still, something was different.

Love is a strong word, Let’s steal all its meaning. Let’s date for a while, Sing like a couple of love birds, Then we’ll break up next weekend. Love is a strong word, Let’s just shout out our feelings. Let’s cuddle up for tonight, Talk about our future together, Then I’ll cheat on you with your best friend. Love is a strong word, Let’s look forward to that special outing, Let’s give ourselves to each other, Write happy love poems about it all, Then you’ll leave me if I get pregnant again. Love is a strong word, Let’s just say it’s a “I really like you” thing, Le

"H-hey, you git." "Hey, Iggy! What's up?" "C-come drinking with me tonight." "Huh? You want me to go out drinking with you?" "That's what I said, wanker." "Why?" "Because I feel like it! Are you coming or not, America?" "...Yeah, dude, of course." And that was how the conversation went. Arthur Kirkland, the personification of England, had had a crush on Alfred F Jones, or America, for the longest time. However, being the socially awkward (a polite way to put it) person that he was, he'd never managed to say it. At one world meeting held in London, he decided to finally do it that night. In order to work up the courage, though, he'd n