love, neya 𐙚

What happens to flowers that no one buys?

Lyrics for Olivia Rodrigo’s new song “begged”: "All that I want Is to know, undoubtedly That you just have eyes for me Could you make it clear? All that I want Is to sit here silently And watch movies on TV What a shame you're not here Here to witness my devotion And my endless well of needs I'm an anchor in the ocean No, I could never reach So I'm patient, you're learning Pretend it's not hurting, oh well 'Cause they say it's a virtue To not let good love slip away So I'm cool and forgiving I'll take what you're giving, oh well But nothing's quite enough When I know that to get it I beg Yeah, to get it i beg I have this thought When I lay in bed at night I feel trapped inside my life It's not a normal thing To fight back the weight of a static lover's dread I'm overwhelmed I'm under effect Yet I still cling Cling to hope like snow on mountains Careless words melted away I'm a penny in a fountain Just waiting on my luck to change So I'm patient, you're learning Pretend it's not hurting, oh well 'Cause they say it's a virtue To not let good love slip away So I'm cool and forgiving I'll take what you're giving, oh well But nothing's quite enough When I know that to get it I beg Yeah, to get it I beg"

Prabowo Subianto throws his shirt during May Day “celebrations.”