If you've learnt British English and you're travelling in the States,or if you've learnt American English and you're travelling in Britain,you'll notice some differences.An obvious difference is the accent,but most travellers find that they don't have too many problems with this.There are some grammatical differences,but they shoudn't make it difficult to understand people,or to communicate.That leaves differences in vocabulary,which can cause misunderstandings.Sometimes the difference is only the spelling,for example,in British English 'center','colour',and 'travelled',and in American English 'centre','color',and 'traveled'.But sometimes the word is completely different in British and American English,and it's good idea to be prepared.
Is It True 你 Lie?
Is It True 你 Hate Me?
Is It True 你 Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True 你 Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True 你 Like Me Crying?
Is It True 你 Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True 你 Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True 你 Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True 你 Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True 你 Let Me Call 你 My True Bestfriend When 你 Weren't?
Is It True.....?
This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Is It True 你 Hate Me?
Is It True 你 Want Him?
Is It True You're My Best Friend?
Is It True 你 Enjoy Hurting Me?
Is It True 你 Like Me Crying?
Is It True 你 Talk Behind My Back?
Is It True 你 Tell People Our Bussiness?
Is It True I Hurt You?
Is It True 你 Back Stabbed Me?
Is It True 你 Let Me Believe The Lies?
Is It True 你 Let Me Call 你 My True Bestfriend When 你 Weren't?
Is It True.....?
This is A Poem Hope Yuh Enjoy It Btw Tell Me What Yuh Think And This Is Just About Me Gettin Hurt After Being Stupid Enough To Believe Her Lies She Wasnt A True Bestfriend
Her eyes were 火, 消防 red,
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why 你 are
mad at me.
Why 你 shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My 老友记 ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why 你 are mad.
Why do 你 have to do
what 你 do to me?
Why does it give 你
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my 老友记 take action?
Why cant 你 tell me WHY?
as if they were
lit from anger.
I dont understand
why 你 are
mad at me.
Why 你 shoot
those harsh words
at me.
Aimed like bullets,
piercing my soul.
And It cant heal.
I never can dodge them.
The words hit me,
and I fall back.
My 老友记 ask me:
"What's wrong?"
"Can I help?"
But they cant help.
Because I dont understand,
why 你 are mad.
Why do 你 have to do
what 你 do to me?
Why does it give 你
joy to harm me?
Why?
Why are people bullies?
Why dont my 老友记 take action?
Why cant 你 tell me WHY?
Streetlamps, houses, gates, remotes, books, CDs and televisions. Brothers. Pairs. Each has a twin. In this chaotic place of materials the world has come to be, everything has a brother. But brothers are family. And family is connected somehow; if not 由 blood, then 由 what?
Energy.
Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.
Now, 你 ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.
This is my first time 写作 in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
Energy.
Look hard. At everything that has a brother. A line of energy casts a connection between the two. The energy, with its harsh glares and cold looks creates the strongest and most complex bonds. Strong because of their brotherhood. Complex because of its invisibility. For there is power in invisibility. Cold, cruel power. The power to be a persecutor with no chance of being a victim. The power to twist and squeeze but not feel the wrenching pain of your twists.
Now, 你 ask, what is left? Cruel, invisible energy. For a cruel, invisible world.
This is my first time 写作 in stream of consciousness. I know it's short but don't judge me too harshly.
jamie is a beautiful girl. she has long ,blond hair,she has a 粉, 粉色 衬衫 and dark blue jeans. she was the cousin of lindsey.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom
"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do 你 have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do 你 wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.
she was walking her dog,sweetie,when,jamie tripped on a rock. she thn fell into the arms of trent.
'hell," he said.
"thnks for saving me,abd hi."
"you okay?"
"yeah,but,i,need to rest,and my house is pretty far from here.
"you can com,e over. i live across."
"thanks,um,"
"trent."
"trent."
they went to trents house,and they went up to his rom
"and this is my room."
i had a gray wall,with gutiar poster,and a bed.closet,drawers and other things.
"wow,thats a cool room."
"thanks."
"listen,do 你 have a girlfreind?"
"no,why?'
"i dont,do 你 wanna go out?"
"okay."
"so.."
then trent kissed jamie,and thats hat went on for the rest of the day.