Haters are Gonna Hate
Haters are gonna hate
Some people in their lives will have haters stalk them ,send them hate mail,
make their friends stab them in their backs, and make others hate them with their lies, pretty much try to hurt them in any possible way that they can...
If this sounds like you, well then listen up your not alone,
around the world there are people like us that seem to get hate all the time and
enemies,,, , why do you get them and what can you do?
Well first of all we get haters for these reasons
1) We have a talent
2) you're a people person
3) others like you
4) Your life is successful
5) you feel good about yourself
And last but not least
6) You have something they want
That is pretty much the summary of why we get haters….
Most of the time, it is best to ignore, after all there will always be people who will envy you.
Unfortunately, when you get a pro hater, in other words a hater that really hates your guts and has the evil skills of making you miserable, that
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Cake scattered the floor.
It was a beautiful red color. Red velvet. Splattered all across the tile that was yellowed with time. There was one big chunk, surrounded by others that slowly grew into smaller and smaller crumbs the further they were from this central fragment. A few of the slightly larger pieces had been grinded into the kitchen floor, smushed into it, trampled by angry feet. They looked like random dark crimson blotches among the innumerable crumbs. The way the broken cake looked, the whole scene strongly resembled a horrible, grotesque, quite unique murder scene.
Like the floor was tainted with blood.
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Pitch stood over his victim with the nastiest of grins. Elsa's entire right arm had been turned gray, and her fingernails turned black. The venom was slowly crawling it's way past her shoulder, and branching up her neck.
“Get up!”, Pitch snarled. He seized Elsa by the arm, and forced her to stand on her feet. “Let me look into those big, beautiful, blue eyes of yours.”, he said staring into her eyes. “I want to see the good in them get sucked out as it happens.”
From out of nowhere, a sharp shot snowball smacked Pitch right in the back of the neck, making him shout in pain.
“Hey!”, a voice shouted from behind. “You mind getting your paws off of her? Before I make you?”
“Well, it's about time you showed up, Frost.”, Pitch said, smugly as he turned around to face Jack, who was standing on the railing directly across from Pitch. Jack was clad in ice armor, with a sw
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Skyler was your typical nine-year-old, with an open mind, large imagination, and a strong faith in your holiday idols: The Guardians. But she was different; her dreams would always come true; literally. every dream she had always happened in the future. But of course, who would believe a nine-year-old child had this gift?
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But she does know something…or someone saved her.
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Scribble, scribble look up scribble, scribble, scribble, peer around, scribble, scribble, scribble
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you turned my world upside down,
changed green into red and smiles to tears.
Who would've thought that
your teasing and your games would
plant a fear into my bones, so strong that
I still cannot shake it?
Dear Boy number 2,
I don't think about you anymore
but I don't think about you any less, either.
Your love consumed me and
pushed me to the edge of insanity.
We were fire one second, ice the next,
battle wounds were inflicted just to get a taste of blood.
We were right in all the wrong ways, but to you,
holding another was second nature.
Dear Boy number 3,
you only ever touched me
in the dark alleys of town,
out of sight, but you were never
out of my mind.
Your kisses were new and sloppy,
and your hands left bruises
on my chilled skin.
My friends said you were bad for me, but
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Dear Boy number 4,
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A/N: Have to leave a little reminder that I have nothing against Jelsa or the Frost family thing with Rapunzel. But this is just how Elsa might feel. I Hope anyone doesn’t get offended by this. It’s not my intention to offend anyone. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this.
Hello, this is Elsa.
Oh my goodness! Something has been bothering me lately. Today, people kept messaging me asking me,
"Where's your husband Jack Frost?" Or "Have you met Jack Frost, yet?" And even, "Are you and Jack Frost going to get married and have a million thousand kids?!"
I mean, What in the world?! That's impossible to have that many kids all at one time?!!! Well, unless you're a seahorse, hehe (No offense to them because I really like them).
I've heard of this Jack Frost person. Mama used to tell us stories about him when me and Anna were little kids and I never thought he might...... Exist.
So strange. Oh and People are telling me how
MisdirectionThe plan was simple, but flawless. Jack would fly on his own, while Merida would fly with Hiccup and Toothless. Once they were inside of Pitch's lair, Jack would use his knowledge of the place to find Rapunzel and get her out of there. Merida, Hiccup and Toothless were going to fight against any Nightmares that Pitch might send against them.Misdirection1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Simple enough, right?
There was only one thing they didn't count on when they came down into the lair. For one thing, the place was... very empty. There were no Nightmares or malevolent shadows. Not even the hiss of a Fearling or their eerie glowing eyes. What they did find, was Rapunzel sitting by Pitch's globe.
“Careful guys, it might be a trap!” Hiccup warned. Jack rolled his eyes, resisting the urge to mention how yes, it might just be. Because that was always very typical of Pitch to do.
And indeed, when they landed by Rapunzel, she got up at once. “I'm okay!” She said, “he didn't hurt me or anything.”
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Type: Gift FanFic
Genres: Fantasy | Angst | Hurt/Comfort | Friendship
Character A: (Child) Eugene Fitzherbert/Flynn Rider
Character B: (Child) Elsa
# B O O K S T R U C K
❅ (i was the yesterday waiting for my tomorrow; you were the future running from your today...)
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the back story
on a rainy and dreary day, two twins were born. one, a girl named Mabel Gleeful, and the other named Tyrone Gleeful. Tyrone had a birthmark upon his forehead, which was in the shape of the constellation "The Big Dipper." when they first glanced at their mother, evil grins spread across their faces, for that day, was a day that great evil was born. Six dreadful years later, the twins were ready for kindergarten. On their first day, the teacher already had many complaints about fighting. The other little boys were teasing Tyrone for his birthmark. At first, he was sitting there and taking it all in. on the outside he did nothing, but on the inside he was forming a deep hatred of people, except his sister of course, who within a split second came to his defense.
"Hey! Leave my brother alone or else!'' The other boys laughed at her so called "bravery."
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