Nothing Will Hurt You
"nothing will hurt you as long as i'm here." with that, i hug him tighter and he does the same. i close my eyes and wait for the moment he has to let go.
Something Versus Nothing
This something wasn't like the nothing for the nothing devoured worlds and enveloped them in its corruption.
Nothing else compares
nothing matters when (s)he smiles at me, nothing else matters when i know that everything will be better when i get to hold my lovely little in my arms again. nothing in this world compares to the feeling of knowing that you matter
Part 4
If he had his way, he'd eat nothing but. the sound of a horn and blaring lights tore him away from his sugary trance just in time for him to see the large truck plunging down the side of the mountain into the darkness.
Nothing I can do
Is there nothing i can do? nothing i can do to help
Nothing Gold Can Stay
_"nothing gold can stay. "_ the clittle girl clapped her schoolbook shut with a noise like reverberating thunder, and crowe awoke on the cold tile floor of a pokemon center. --- "ugh..."
Nothing But Love (Chapter 6)
Perhaps with nothing to compare it to, life was just something that happened. midway through his day, in a trance like state, butch accidentally knocked directly into mr. fenton himself.
Koto (Chapter 5: Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained)[Extra Length Special]
Before long, all movement stopped and the room was filled with nothing but ash and bone. "do not worry too much matthias." kuzu said reassuringly. "it is as they say. nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Everything or Nothing chapter 6- Not home
#7 of everything or nothing another one . well comments are welcomed and i hope you enjoy ! :d the cell smelled of dirt and water... and for the little shivering figure in one of the corners it was cold too.
In Utter Darkness: Prologue: Nothing Ventured
**in utter darkness: prologue: nothing ventured** paul jackson sighed as he leaned back in his chair at seti institute.
The Dog Hole: Chapter 9 -- Nothing
The dog hole chapter 9: nothing "those dishes are for pot pies." "yes, but they're also the perfect size to make the custard." "...but they're for pot pies." bebe pinched the bridge of her nose. "look. just let me do this.
Not a Masterpiece
I will never write a masterpiece I believe this is so Oh, what happened to my writer's peace? Oh, will it ever show? Again and again my mind comes together. "Where did I go wrong?" It asks. "Was it my own discretion?" I've been hit with...