Tall Babes

Alright, i will be 20 soon, am size petite and i am 1m 56 tall. I tired of ppl calling me baby or saying tht am a ***********. I am at the university for my 1st year. Many times when i meet new people they call say they treat me like someone who is little or like a baby. I mean i do not wish to be treated like a **** or whatever but still am a young women, then WHY for heaven sake they treat me like this. I get red of anger when some of my relatives call me petite, cmon am not that small. Recently a guysaid that am like a baby…i wonder if that was a joke or somwhere he really means it. I am to be blamed if am only 1,56cm. Its sooo heart breaking when i get such comments, i do feel complex about it because my other friends who are much taller do get attention much more. I am not jealous but its as if am the rejected one. Please can someone advise me what to do or even tell me why is it like that…

my bf is a Mixed Marshal Arts person but he only does it for fun and stuff, but he is really strong and like this one time he was holding my hand for like 45 min (it was awsome) but the next day i had bruises from where his figures were. so here is the question is he trying to hide the fact that he is protective over me?
So like i am always walkin around and stuff with my best guy friends and stuff and he would randomly walk up and he would slowly get me to walk away from them. And if one of my best guy friend huggs me my bf will get kinda mad, and if i hug myt best guy friend back my bf will tap on random things to get my attention. if i say any of my exs names he’ll change the subject (even though he brought it up, like i’ll be talkin bout how weirdly Dom treated me (one of my exs) my bf would be like “well you know I’d never do that right? any way, lets go over here i need to get a book.(we were at a park and he had his book in is hand)” and when any of my friends get mad me he keeps me away from them thinken they are gonna do sumtin to me.
any who so is he trying to hide the fact that he is protective,or what is like going on? thanks

He lets me talk to my guy friends (and i guess i cant tell if my guy friends are flirting with me or not) but when my bf sees the slightest hint of them begeining to flirt he will litterly call my name (kind of in like protective tone) and walk over to me wrap his arm around my shoulders and be like “I won’t let any one steal you from me” and then he’d walk away. but he would look at my guy friends for a minute patt me on the head (cuz he is like 5 inches taller than me he does that just to be kinda flirty subtly). my guy friends would look back and when my bf would walk away they looked clearly intimidated by the way that my bf looked at them. But there was this one incodent when my ex came up and said ‘hey **** i still love yah, come back.’ i blushed but said no (i blushed cuz i felt awkward) and my bf was standin right beside me and he did absolutly nothing, in fact he knuckle touched my ex (he hates that certen ex)!!!! what was up with that?
is this normal behaivor? pleas answer all the questions that i asked in this if you can. thanks

Do you Love This one?.I Do

Celine Dion – “Because You Loved Me” &”lyrics”
“For You Philkillen …………. TY. ”

For all those times you stood by me
For all the truth that you made me see
For all the joy you brought to my life
For all the wrong that you made right
For every dream you made come true
For all the love I found in you
I’ll be forever thankful baby
You’re the one who held me up
Never let me fall
You’re the one who saw me through through it all

You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn’t speak
You were my eyes when I couldn’t see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn’t reach
You gave me faith ‘coz you believed
I’m everything I am
Because you loved me

You gave me wings and made me fly
You touched my hand I could touch the sky
I lost my faith, you gave it back to me
You said no star was out of reach
You stood by me and I stood tall
I had your love I had it all
I’m grateful for each day you gave me
Maybe I don’t know that much
But I know this much is true
I was blessed because I was loved by you

You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn’t speak
You were my eyes when I couldn’t see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn’t reach
You gave me faith ‘coz you believed
I’m everything I am Because you loved me

You were always there for me
The tender wind that carried me
A light in the dark shining your love into my life
You’ve been my inspiration
Through the lies you were the truth
My world is a better place because of you

You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I couldn’t speak
You were my eyes when I couldn’t see
You saw the best there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn’t reach
You gave me faith ‘coz you believed
I’m everything I am Because you loved me

I’m everything I am
Because you loved me

Beautiful thoughts.of You babe

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=9CkKuA86Mis

Thankyou

Sammie asked:

There are three guys in each paragraph im going to explain them.

guy 1: he is so sweet but hes 18 years old. he knows what to say to me. he is really cute,funny and nice, he also knows how to make me laugh.everytime i get online he talkes to me. he calls me sweetheart,babe,babyface,and hun. i dont like babyface so much but the others are really cute so about him..
*he has brown hair
*beautiful bright blue eyes
*tall and not overweight.
*loves to dirtbike

guy 2 : he is 14 years old we have everything in common
*orangish red hair
*blue eyes
*as tall as me maybe 3 inches more.
*he is really funny
*silly awesome type of guy
*plays piano
*plays guitar
*loves to run just like me

guy 3: he is tall but has achne on his face. he is a little over weight but he claims he is in love with me.
*he has blonde hair
*blue eyes
*a little overweigh
*great personality
*funny and sweet
*wrestler

which one would you choose
they are all great but idk i need help they all wanna go out with me and there are more guys but i dont like them like that what would you do if you were in my situation? HELP?

Girls, say your boyfriend of over two years comes up to you one day and simply says ‘babe, I just don’t love you any more, as you have gotten too fat. Just then a beam of light hits him and he is shrunk down to just a tiny one inch tall. What do you do?

I’m not sure exactly where its going, I was just trying to have some fun with it. Tell me what you think. Thanks, and enjoy:

Warning: Use of profanity.

Two acting students outside during a small break in acting class. guy 2 is sitting on a ledge smoking a grit when guy 1 approaches.
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guy1: Hey, could I bum a cigarette off you?

guy2: Ya

guy1: Sweet

…guy 1 lights up and sits down next to guy2…akward silence…

guy1: So… what’s your name?

guy2: ( )

guy1: ( ). Nice to meet you.

guy2: Nice to meet you.

guy1: Haven’t smoked in awhile. Usually just smoke socially now.

guy2: Yea.

guy1: I wasn’t a big smoker when I started. A pack could last me up to a week. but then whenever I bought a pack and smoked all I could think about was death. And i cut down. As much as i didn’t want to…

guy2: Yea. that’ll help you quit… so… you just force akward conversations on people so you can bum smokes off them?

guy1: Yea, basically. I guess thats where the term smoking socially came from.

guy2: Right.

guy1: So… you just sit out here alone and smoke by yourself every break?

guy2: Yea, its less akward than forcing yourself into a circle of people you don’t even know and try to engage in conversation.

guy1: I know exactly what your talking about.

guy2: Especially when most of them are fake dimwits who have nothing intelligent or interesting to say or talk about . You know, the kind of people who stop listening to what the other person is saying in order to think about what they’re going to say next cause they can’t wait to get their 2 cents in.

guy1: Like talking to a robotic dummy.

guy2: Good to know I’m not the only one who isn’t one.

guy1: My name’s ( ) Good to meet you. For real this time.

guy2: ( ) Good to meet you.

guy1: So whats your take on the class?

guy2: Its alright. Although, when the teacher goes off on a tanget for 30 minutes, i want to die from deprivation.

guy1: lmao. dude, im right there with you. I mean, the class is what? 3 hours?

guy2: 2 hours and 45 minutes.

guy1: Right. And most of it is spent listening to the teacher blabber on about her son’s psychotic highschool admirers.

guy2: Yea, she should be part of the hosts on the view or something.

guy1: Haha. Well at least there’s some decent looking ***** to look at.

guy2: Yea.

guy1: Which one do you find the most attractive?

guy2: The tall blonde. The one who’s kind of chubby. Not too chubby, just a little baby fat. Always overdresses and wears heels all the time. Lots of makeup.

guy1: Yea she has a nice azz. Very plump.

guy2: Yea she’s kind of weird though. I get a weird vibe from her.

guy1: Same here. I always catch her staring at me and making eye contact.

guy2: Yea, she’s one of those types.

guy1: What do you mean?

guy2: You know, the attractive girl who’s insecure and opens the door for any reasonably attractive guy to come in and have their way with her.

guy1: I see. Man I feel like such a shallow *******.

guy2: All guys are. Its our nature.

guy1: I guess so. Its funny that you mentioned her though.

guy2: Why, cause you fuked her?

guy1: $hit, how’d you know?

guy2: Cause I fuked her too.

Im 12 ALMOST 13, I wrote this so far. Is it any good?

PREFACE
There she laid, in the cold bitter meadow where the wind beat against her soft pale skin. If dying in place for a loved one was the way to her death bed, it satisfied her. The young girl’s visage was completely ghost like, light as ever, with slightly purple lips that blended into her torn shirt. Her eyes closed without effort and, her mouth opened enough to get the last bit of air she only wished to have. The snow fell on her body, like feathers falling from the sky. Why was she the victim of her mother addiction? Couldn’t somebody other than her take the pain? Did she know that if she didn’t open her mouth that she would never be… here, where she laid, in agony? There, the dark clothed man pulled the trigger.

CHAPTER ONE
Three sudden knocks tapped on the door, the only thing I dreaded the most about the weekends. Sunday morning was here, “this is going to be fun “I said sarcastically in my head. Mom slowly opened the door, just enough so I heard her soft voice. “Adela, It’s time to get up” She said in her beautiful voice. I shrugged and threw off my covers, and trudged to the bathroom where I began my day. I turned on the shower faucet to the warm setting, stripped off my clothes and hopped into the shower. I slowly lathered some shampoo into my long wavy hair, and washed out the foam seconds later. I sat in the shower thinking of a good excuse to not go to Sunday school, one popped into my head… it was brilliant! I couldn’t believe I never used this before. I kept repeating it several times in my head so I could not forget this, it sang in my head over and over again. Once I was done with that, I turned off the water and patted myself dry, and walked out. I wrapped my towel around me, and started heading to my room. When I got into my room I locked my door, and picked out a nice pair of tight jeans and my favorite purple tank top. I looked into my vanity and played with my wet hair till it seemed to be in the right place. I quickly drew a bold line along my eyes with my eyeliner. I went to my closet, found my best pair of flip flops, and ran down the stairs. “Hun, you don’t plan on leaving on an empty stomach do you?” My dad hesitated. I knew my dad was going to annoy me about this till I eat, so I placed a waffle in the toaster and looked in the cabinet for a paper plate and some maple syrup. Waiting for my waffle to cook, I found my nice sweater and slipped it on. My parents left the house, and waited for me in the car. All I hear is a loud pop and it felt like my heart skipped a beat, but it was just the toaster. I ran over to the toaster grabbed the waffle and tossed it onto the plate, and then I squeezed some syrup on the side and grabbed a plastic fork and knife. Quickly running to the car with my waffle, I realized I left my phone on the charger. So I run inside the house set my plate on the counter climb up the stairs to my room and snatched my phone and left. I jogged in my same path picked up my breakfast walked out to the car, and climbed inside the tall SUV. My mom and dad both looked back at me, “what?” I said with a smirk. They stared at each other and looked away while my dad pulled out of the drive way. A few seconds later my mom looked at again “Why are you wearing a sweater darling, its warm out?” “I thought my tank top revealed too much” I said with an attitude. We pulled into the coffee shop like always, and of course I just ordered my regular black coffee while my parents order some fancy named drink. Me, mom, and dad all surrounded a tiny table and pulled out our chairs and sat down. While I was sipping my coffee, I was thinking of my excuse and this is where it came in handy. I laid my head down on the cold table and cleared all my thoughts and focused on my excuse. Knowing mom with her anxiety she will investigate. “Babe, are you okay?” Mom whispered in the silence. “Mom I don’t want to go to church, I feel alone or out casted” “Well, if you want to go to heaven, I suggest you to go to church at every opportunity” They both didn’t know my secret that I guarded with all my heart, that I don’t worship a god, I am a full blooded atheist. Without mentioning that, I rolled my eyes and took a sip of the dark coffee. Minutes fly by without one word, so I tried to lighten the mood and got up and dumped my half full coffee into the filled trash bin. “Are we going to get this show on the road?!” “Yes dear, just wait a second.” Mom and Dad both got up and left headed for the door with their warm coffee in their hands. When we approached the door, a man in a black suit opened the door. He looked beat up, scratches on his face and light blue eyes, just like a wolf. They pierced at me, when we walked by. Dad’s visage was completely puzzled, stunned, or surprised; I couldn’t really make out his expression. Mom on the other hand looked disappointed, her head faced the floor like she did something wr
Well I thought about the line in the preface, and I changed it around.

“If dying for her mothers mistake was her last memory, then it satisfied her”

The wolf thing I didn’t do on purpose. The man actually is describing my best guy friends. His eyes are genuine.

Sorry for spelling errors.

telll me what you think and do you like story line?
“ Hey, my names Lewis Carters you might of heard of me my nickname is the king of the aces. I’m a two time world heavy weight boxer but these days I am living the true American mans dream. I’m not a man who belongs to a ethnic group who believe the world is there oyster. In fact I’m just a normal guy in retirement spending my last days with my loved ones, my family. I don’t deserve every thing I got in fact I am very fortunate. My lives been a long Rollo caster ride been locked up in the nick for something I didn’t do. Then again I’ve been very extravagant in my life time doing things that an average guy would never do. I’ve pushed my limits so far that now I’m in a black hole wondering why, how, and where? I did all these things. Now me the toughest, and most hard-headed guy in sports world is fearing for what will be the consequence after every thing I do. The situations you would get passed easily like answering the door, and answering the phone and even receiving mail through the letter box gets me cautious. All this because I did bad things but for the right reason. Whenever I think about them its like by body shivers and I literally fill like I have hypothermia. It has been now 3 years since I retired from boxing and it has been 3 years since all these deep and disturbing devilish secrets have been bond aging in my mind. Now I’m going to reveal the truth to all my fans and all them reporters of what happened in my eyes. Its so hard to tell you the agonising story of pain, love, and hatred the reporter I told will tell you in my exact words”.

The build up 1999
The streets of New York were quiet, nothing was alive and nothing had motion. It was boxing day half seven in the evening most job workers of the big city were sleeping in their homes tired from all the fuss Christmas day had offered them. The mothers were satisfied with the joys which had been blessed on the families in this time of the year. Also the children who thought Santa existed were chuffed with there top of the range clothes and gifts which had been given to them on Christmas morning, however the family men were still recovering from all the debts that they owed to the manipulating bills and presents they could not afford. To make things worse they were also recovering from the hangovers which had been given to them from the brothers in laws and their obsession always to drink vodka on every celebration. It was a time of year they hated and despised however were hiding it to keep the children happy and keep safe from the desperate wifes bellowing down their ears. They were now looking forward to nothing except a financial disaster for the new year on the other hand they were still praying for one thing. That the conference in the morning for the big boxing fight between the 2 black American fighters Lewis Carters and James Husky went well and the fight was to go forward.
By now it was eight o clock, paparazzi were outside the queens park palace waiting for Lewis Carters to arrive at the conference. He would often do this to build suspense in the atmosphere and get all the people from his home town, Brooklyn, to cheer him on when he got there. James Husky was already in the building., he was Lewis Carters opponent and is the heavy weight champion. He has been fighting professional for 25 years and has been undefeated since he had the belt- he has had eight fights since he had had won the title and has either knocked his opponents out within the first two rounds or they have got so hurt in the fight from his deadly combinations of punches that the coaches and trainers have thrown in the towel. It was going to be the best fight since Muhammad Ali and Joe Frasier fought it out in the famous fight known commonly as the gorilla in manila. Husky was a fairly tall man with a muscular build, he had a very quick reacting mind in the ring, he was a powerful puncher and the unordinary thing about him is that he can fight either orthodox or southpaw stance in the ring. He was given the nickname James the power man Husky after knocking Fredson juniour out in the 2nd round with a lethal uppercut which knocked one of fredsons moulders out of his mouth blood was all over the ring and it was classed to be one of the most memorable fights in history. What made it unordinary was this was when he was in the cruiser weight and the power of the punch was the equivalent of Geroge Foremans awesome hooks.. James always stay focused on the aim of the fight which is to win and that integrity and spirit has won him most of his fights. A characteristic which made him stand outside the ring was that he was very crotchety this was also the case after his fights and in public. Whenever he was victorious over one of his fights he would always end up yelling at a bewildered reporter who he would end up either pushing onto the floor. Even though he was like this, it was what made him entertaining to watch and he is known to have one of the most amazing attitudes to live. In the conference room Husky was wearing an black swage suit with a black striped **** and blue aqua coloured tie, he was sitting in there patiently waiting for the conference to progress.
While James Husky was inside sitting on lined table on the right side of the room sipping his glass of squeezed lemon, loud chaotic noises were coming from outside. Outside was a large Grey gold plated 550 Ferrari Maranello. It had top of the rand platinum rims everyone in the neighbourhood could hear its engine roaring whilst pouncing foward , it was being blocked by a crowd and the car was unable to move forward so it pulled to the side of the curve and stopped. The passengers door was opened and Bobby Norton approached onto the road. Bobby Norton was Lewis Carters promoter and had been his promoter for years. He was experienced at what he did and was also a promoter of other great fighters like Ben Gills Olympic silver medallist in welter weight and also Benvollio Dulcet heavy weight champion from 1997 to 1998 however he was less popular when he was defeated by “James the power man Husky” in 1998. Norton was a very popular man also known for when he used to be a entrepreneur for many successful training businesses located all over the States and Europe however he gave all his businesses to his oldest son Thomas Norton mainly due to being so busy in his promoting work. On the other hand nobody really cared about his career professions just cared about him being a good looking multi millionaire mainly because of the many privatized companies that he owns. Which could be anything leisure companies, electronics or even a broad way drug racket for a mob living in little Italy but who knows nobody really tried to get on his bad side in public and in the media, due to the several people who have crossed him in their lives have received extra attention from his body guards which isn’t a pretty site.
Ferraris back seat couldn’t be seen through because of the tinted windows. Suddenly the doors opened and Jerry Carters came out of the back seat , Jerry was Lewis’s uncle and trainer. Five years he has been training Lewis to become the ultimate boxing fighter, Lewis used to be trained by his father ,Carl Carters, however he was killed whilst locking up the gym on a week night. He was stabbed retentively in
the back while locking the gyms front doors.
Even though Lewis lost his father at such a important part in his life their dream was to make Lewis become heavyweight champion by the time he reached his Forties. Lewis knew he was undefeated for five fights in a row when his father was killed. It somehow struck him in his mind that whoever killed his father wanted him dead to stop Lewis achieving his potential. He knew it and so did his uncle Jerry and they were determined to become the world most magnificent fighter in the states. Local media stations have been announcing the fight for weeks knowing it will be great, this fight is what Lewis has been waiting for with Forty wins and zero losses. Every time he trained in the gym his father was last seen, every time he goes for jogs he thinks he would never of got were he is if his father didn’t inspire him. So the least he could do I share the dream with his father in the after world to become undisputed heavy weight champion “ Carter the king of aces” he was given this name by his mother when he was only nine years of age because he was acing every completion he went to. The fight will be Huskys hardest challenge and it will be a incredible bout between the two but disputes have been argued saying Carter will knock Husky out in the first round because of his great speed, power and confident personality. Lewis climbed out of the car with a black suit on with a red shirt without a tie. The roaring was incredible all his fans were putting there hands out but he just walked forward not showing just a few respect he believed is you shake one mans hand ,you, should shake every ones. ‘Hearing a commotion outside, Husky stood up and strode to the window. Looking down onto the sidewalk, he caught a glance of his fight opponent entering the building. ‘Bastard,’ Husky thought to himself with a nasty smile as he ambled back to the brown leather chair, ‘Going to knock him out in one go.’
Menacingly Lewis walked through the brown, oak doors and walked through the lounge which had some newspapers photographers. Willingly to take pictures they snapped away but he ignored every flash . Walking into the main conference room. Shockingly he ran up towards Husky and got ready to throw a hook while Husky was sitting off guard. With quick reactions Husky moved out of the way pushing the chair over and causing a load sensational sound of cold leather touching the limestone floor.
“ Man I’m going to kill you in the ring, I’m not going to show no mercy sucker” fire was in Carters eyes when he shouted at Husky.
“got some nerve bringing your mans in here acting all big, you aren’t nothing to me ” Husky looked into Carters eyes and gave the same tormenting smile he did when he saw Carters cars coming.
“ Think you all big man, your two minutes late” Husky was known for his manipulating remarks towards other fighters. The two monsters tried to grab one each other into a glitch and fight each other in a slugger fight but repeatedly they were separated. Constantly they kept taunting each other.
The conference was one of the most disturbing in the whole of the boxing association but it did finish and the fight date was set. Both of them would fight on March 29th, at Maidson Square Garden. Many people were now looking forward to this epic fight, the two fighters were now fighting to keep their pride and determination to carry on their winning streaks.

The big fight
Exactly three long months had no gone by and both fighters had been training hard and keeping their fitness up especially. It was 26th March, with only three days left till the fight. The morning was bright and the newspaper prints were printing in the publication factories getting ready to distribute across New York. The front page had a bold heading written saying “ Carter v Husky, will Husky win like he says”.
“ I cant believe it, look what there all saying” Lewis had a copy of The New York times clutched into both of his hands. He was at home in Brooklyn, sitting in the garden. His house was more of a warehouse, he owned a 3.5 million dollar mansion with over 50.5 acres if land in his back garden. The Carter residence was the biggest in the whole of New York.
“ look at all these people look at what they say, there saying I am going to lose. What nerve do they have saying these things, well ill show them on Saturday night. It will be a fight they will never forget. So Jerry what do you recon?”. Thomas Norton his promoter was standing timidly in front of Lewis.
“Listen kid, you can say anything to the media. Stop saying things please?. You can say it politely or even threaten them guys. They aren’t going to listen these kinds of media attention get millions of views. Meaning more money for the editors. All you gotta do is prove them wrong by winning the title and bang the money they got comes in your favour”. Lewis gave a bovine look.
“ damn is dosh all you care about well guess what I want more. I want to prove them all wrong with my fists not with my money. For all I care you can keep my money I make on the night just get the media of my back”. At this point Lewis was ready to get in the ring and prove every one who doubted him was wrong, his behaviour was pugnacious and you could tell my the derivational ****** expressions on his face.
“ ok, if that’s what you want then on the night of the fight. You gotta talk total rubbish about him at the official weight in . Im gonna knock Husky out in the first round, oh im going to bury him alive, or even look at his face cause your not gonna see one like that again when im finished. that’s the things you say then in the actual fight you stay by you words and throw the jabs, the hooks the combos and win the fight with points torture him and that’s it you got the fans on your side”. Lewis showed a discourteous manner and was looking at the picture of Husky in the paper.
“ I’m not going to talk rubbish about him in the weight in, I’m going to knock him out their and then”. The both of them started laughing with humour. They opened a bottle of fine Jamaican rum and sipped their drink whilst talking about how to deal with any promoters and any reporters. They spoke about how to speak on TV, news etc without letting out to much information about future decisions they were going to make.
Both Carters and Husky were under pressure due to the fact their reputation was on the line. Who ever game out on top would become one of the greatest legends in history of boxing and would join the great warriors such as Muhammad Ali, George Foreman, Sugar Ray Lenard and Iron Mike Tyson in his prime. They were training hard in there home towns downtown Brooklyn and Philadelphia. With only three days left the trainers of the two were theorising what their tactics would be in and out of the ring. Tension was building up to the battle and patience was a problem. The two of them would often collide with one an other in talk shows and new broadcasting shows.
Lewis walked into his mansion on the way from a conference meeting one day with his promoter and trainer Jerry. The conference was held by the boxing committee warning both fighters if any more dangerous stunts of fighting on media or in public was to happen ,Husky would be stripped off his title, and Carters would not get a title shot until 2001. Exhausted and tired from the conference holder Jimmy Scott going on and on Lewis loosened his tie and top button, it was 10 pm. He walked into his bedroom and dropped onto the bed and closed his eyes trying to close the outside world.
“Hey baby” Tina Carter, walked into the room jumping onto the bed to welcome Lewis home with a big kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and gave a cheerful smile and both of them exchanged looks with one an other.
“ so how was the conference honey did it go well, what did they want to talk to you about?” .
“ yes, it was fine oh just the usual do this and do that nothing important” His wife was the only person who kept him going in his job, she was his only inspiration . They were married and had been for nearly 5 years and they loved each other with all there hearts could express. She was a tall black women with long metallic black hair. Her skin looked soft and her body smelled like olive herbs with a golden twist. Lewis treated her as if she was a princess and gave her anything she wanted new clothes, jewellery, gold silver he would even by her a pony if she asked. She was always supporting Lewis in his fights and anything else he did .
“ listen, ive been married to you for 3 years now and I know when your happy and when your down. Now I know your down. So don’t lie to me, something happened at the meeting and I want to know what now” she demanded to know what happened aggressively but she still had the beautiful smile on her face like when she came into the bedroom. Lewis took a deep breath and replied
“ sorry **** I didn’t mean to lie to you, ok ill tell you what happened at the meeting. They warned us both to stop causing trouble and threatened to destroy our careers and that’s it promise” it was hard for him to tell that to his wife and thinking she would shout at him down his ears he closed his eyes and encrusted them with his eye lids.
“ Husky was there as well, the stupid tramp. Baby why didn’t you tell me this I would of understood.”. he opened his eyes and she still had the beautiful golden smile on her face however she lifted her eyebrows expecting a reply.
“listen I didn’t want to tell you because I don’t want you to worry and most importantly I didn’t want that lovely smile to go away cause that’s what gets me up in the morning to train., that’s what helps me get through my fights and the last thing I would want to do is stop that”. she started to get an even bigger gorgeous smile on her face and gave him a big hug.
“ Im never going to stop caring, treasuring and especially loving you so you can tell me anything in reason and I will think of it to be an honest and true action you have done”
The both of them closed their eyes and fell into a deep warm sleep preparing for the busy day they would have to face tomorrow.
Half Eight in the morning
“Beep Beep Beep” the alarm was going off to wake Lewis up, it was the big day he and everyone else had been waiting for. 29 th March. The fight was going to start and half eight in the evening so he had all day to prepare for it and get to Manhattan, Madison Square Garden. Lewis was still in bed a sleep and was to deep in his dream to wake up

There’s this girl i like and i think she likes me back , i wanna make a small move as a hint but i don’t wanan do aynthing that would freak her out.

I don’t wanna sound cocky but i consider myself goodlooking ,i’m tall , good body lots of people say that too and that i have a great “sexy” smile that lots of people have said that it’s to die for lmao i dunno
was thinking of somethign simple like saying hey **** and smiling as a joke next time a see her or touch her arm while im talkign to her or put my hand on her shoulder? whatcha think? geme some more ideas

im 15 by the way and so is she

when i was still a **** my mom accidentally dropped me on my jaw. She went to see the doctor but that dumbass said i was fine and it would heal soon. but then somehow as i grow up and developed, my jaw gets more and more crooked and now, at the age of 19, i have a somewhat …slanted chin. not to blame anyone. i know this is just an accident…the other thing is i am short, compare to my older brother, who is somehow almost 2 inches taller than me? i thought we came from the same parents?!! In addition to that i am now balding…at 19!!!? and again my lucky brother is not..at all! Though i have a good heart that makes up what’s bad on the outside, no girl seems to notice that…i got use to how some people look at me funny because of my chin…but i just can stand when even those, whom i thought were good friends, talks about it behind my back…
i haven’t smile for a long time