I'd slept for most of the flight.
Rion was there to meet me, like he promised.
He'd hugged me, told me it would be fine, that I'd be fine.
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I took on the job of his personal assisstant, and I made a point to remember everything, from the way he liked his coffee to the way his mesa needed re-organizing every few days.
I was a VERY dedicated assisstant.
He helped me with everything; he stood behind me silently as I endured my first morning sickness, and when I went into labour, which was five hours nakaraan he dropped everything to be there for me.
I am now struggling with the most painful thing I have ever endured.
I'd gone into labour two weeks premature. I'd been rendered unable to move, gripping the marble countertop of Rion's spotless modern kitchen. I'd sunk to the ground, biting back screams. No one would hear me, and the phone was too far to reach. I'd endured this agony for five hours, so sa pamamagitan ng the time Rion came home, I was too far into it for anyone to be able to help me with any form of painkiller.
It was going "all natural, and it can't be helped", so the doctors had said. Sounds way madami attractive than it really is.
I only screamed once.
She crawls into a memory.
She sits, she cries, knees folded up to her chest.
Life is not like it used to be.
Why can't she enjoy life like she did before?
Because she had no life then, no identity.
She was what others told her to be.
She has learned.
She is gaining an identity.
She doesn't know who she is.
She only recently discovered that she didn't know,
That she had no life, no identity.
It's looking for her,
Coming slowly, across the sea.
She fears it will not find her.
It will wander in the darkness,
Searching, but never finding,
Never knowing how close it has come.
And she will never know it, even though she sees it, touches it, tastes it,
She will never be able to embrace it.
She keeps searching for she,
For her place to be,
To belong in this world, and to stand out.
I keep searching for me,
For my destiny,
For my identity.
She sits, she cries, knees folded up to her chest.
Life is not like it used to be.
Why can't she enjoy life like she did before?
Because she had no life then, no identity.
She was what others told her to be.
She has learned.
She is gaining an identity.
She doesn't know who she is.
She only recently discovered that she didn't know,
That she had no life, no identity.
It's looking for her,
Coming slowly, across the sea.
She fears it will not find her.
It will wander in the darkness,
Searching, but never finding,
Never knowing how close it has come.
And she will never know it, even though she sees it, touches it, tastes it,
She will never be able to embrace it.
She keeps searching for she,
For her place to be,
To belong in this world, and to stand out.
I keep searching for me,
For my destiny,
For my identity.
I pag-ibig writing.
Not because of Fanpop
Not because I am bored
But because of a different reason.
A reason you might think is strange.
Pagsulat
Is my own personal universe
Where I can be creative
Where I can forget all my troubles
And leave Earth behind.
Usually
I use Pagsulat to express my emotions
To share what I feel
And why I feel that way.
I can fly away from my friends
On Earth
And explore new universes
Meet new friends
Discover new things
That is why I pag-ibig writing.
Not because of Fanpop
Not because I am bored
But because of a different reason.
A reason you might think is strange.
Pagsulat
Is my own personal universe
Where I can be creative
Where I can forget all my troubles
And leave Earth behind.
Usually
I use Pagsulat to express my emotions
To share what I feel
And why I feel that way.
I can fly away from my friends
On Earth
And explore new universes
Meet new friends
Discover new things
That is why I pag-ibig writing.
TOADSTEP PVO
Toadstep leapt in his sleep, dreaming about Dovewing and Ivypool...
He ducked behind a palumpong and stared out and Bumblestripe and Dovewing purring together and jumoing around, playfully.
Toastep watched in complete awe, wondering why he was spyinngg on Dovewing he whipped around and thrashed a paw at the waiting Ivypool.
He wanted to be the Dovewing and Ivypool the Bumblestripe...
He had to imagine Ivypool as dovewing. He leapt at the imaginary Dovewing and wrestled around with her. Ivypool yowled with somewhat surprise and Toadstep woke up from dovewing's spirit and looked at Ivypool.
"What is it?" He asked dreamily. Still thinking she was Dovewing.
"Toadstep? Are you okay? I didn't think you were in pag-ibig with me so much." Ivypool meowed, suprised.
"Er... I'm sorry for scaring you- I just thought you were Dovewing. She is tough that's all." Toadstep purred, playfully.
"Toadstep! No!"
Toadstep leapt in his sleep, dreaming about Dovewing and Ivypool...
He ducked behind a palumpong and stared out and Bumblestripe and Dovewing purring together and jumoing around, playfully.
Toastep watched in complete awe, wondering why he was spyinngg on Dovewing he whipped around and thrashed a paw at the waiting Ivypool.
He wanted to be the Dovewing and Ivypool the Bumblestripe...
He had to imagine Ivypool as dovewing. He leapt at the imaginary Dovewing and wrestled around with her. Ivypool yowled with somewhat surprise and Toadstep woke up from dovewing's spirit and looked at Ivypool.
"What is it?" He asked dreamily. Still thinking she was Dovewing.
"Toadstep? Are you okay? I didn't think you were in pag-ibig with me so much." Ivypool meowed, suprised.
"Er... I'm sorry for scaring you- I just thought you were Dovewing. She is tough that's all." Toadstep purred, playfully.
"Toadstep! No!"
"What? New Hampshire?" Hillishia said. "But that's far away." "Nah! You're movie stars! You can buy your plane tickets in a snap!" Mr. Higgsten said. The dark and empty stage was very dark and eerie when it was silent. So it was silent as Ponya thought."Well I guess I can squeeze it in. How long will we be there?" Ponya asked. "Just to do some final touches so I'm guessing about a few days." Ponya turned to Hillishia. "It's ok! We can go to New Hampshire and come back in time to see the opening night!" Ponya said. "We'll go!" Hillishia said.......................sorry I had to make the artikulo longer............................................... Zaqqqqqqqqqqqqqqq....................
long long time sice i write
Love
pag-ibig is passionate feeling that strikes without prior warning. You wake up one araw & suddenly there's this sense of peculiar euphoria, the probability of you experiencing it before is high one however courtesy to the sensitive instinct we were born with we tend to crave it in its absence.
Pain
So you've met your perfect match, he turned your world upside down & u went out or your way 4 him. U thinks about him every araw & nigh & wonder when will you wind up together? But what if you've been rejected? He doesn't feel the same way about u, but he's too embarrassed to hurt u so he just remains silent, leaving u confused? Many possibilities, but it all boils down to one problem;
ok didn't finsh it but i will try if u like it
Love
pag-ibig is passionate feeling that strikes without prior warning. You wake up one araw & suddenly there's this sense of peculiar euphoria, the probability of you experiencing it before is high one however courtesy to the sensitive instinct we were born with we tend to crave it in its absence.
Pain
So you've met your perfect match, he turned your world upside down & u went out or your way 4 him. U thinks about him every araw & nigh & wonder when will you wind up together? But what if you've been rejected? He doesn't feel the same way about u, but he's too embarrassed to hurt u so he just remains silent, leaving u confused? Many possibilities, but it all boils down to one problem;
ok didn't finsh it but i will try if u like it
