The only thing I everwanted was to berecognized for what Ihave to offer,regardless of whetheror not I have a p—between my legs.You askedwhen I’d bedone. Theanswer isnever.Scars meanyou are aliveand strongenough tosurvive.One day, she'llrealize that theworld we live indoesn't matter.We're the onlyone who do.People knowwhen death iscoming. Somefight, someknow it’suseless.I can be a dangerto those I love,and I just had anepiphany, finallyfiguring out whathis words mean.Never lookback. If youdon’t lookback, yourun faster.Thedarknessisn’t scary;what’s insideit is.Everythingabout herwill be only apart of mymemories.I like it better whenyou're natural anduncut. Thosemasks willsuffocate you oneday. They're notyou.People saydeath is theend.For me,it’s only thebeginning.Sometimes,the bestdefense is agoodoffense.That’s becauseyou hurt me,you jerk. I biteback as hard asI’m bitten.I can feel it loud andclear: the breaking ofa heart. The smash,the fall. I can almostsee the piecessurrounding me likebroken glass.You can’tleave me,notanymore.FreeIt hurts, youknow. Being deadfor so long only towake up all of asudden hurts likea son of a b—There’s no suchthing as awholesome truthor a perfect reality.There are peopleand agendasI do love you,more thanI’ve everloved anyonein my life.I’m sorry formaking you feelbad when Ishould’ve donethe opposite.When thehurricane hits himout of nowhere,he’ll understandwhy storms arenamed afterwomen.It might feel likeyou can’t takeit, like it wouldbe better to die,but that’s nottrueIgnoranceabout one’sfate is theworst type ofterror.The way heflips betweensoftness andcruelty is givingme whiplash.She painted herown fairy taleand didn't stopuntil it finallycame to itshappy ending.The only thing I everwanted was to berecognized for what Ihave to offer,regardless of whetheror not I have a p—between my legs.You askedwhen I’d bedone. Theanswer isnever.Scars meanyou are aliveand strongenough tosurvive.One day, she'llrealize that theworld we live indoesn't matter.We're the onlyone who do.People knowwhen death iscoming. Somefight, someknow it’suseless.I can be a dangerto those I love,and I just had anepiphany, finallyfiguring out whathis words mean.Never lookback. If youdon’t lookback, yourun faster.Thedarknessisn’t scary;what’s insideit is.Everythingabout herwill be only apart of mymemories.I like it better whenyou're natural anduncut. Thosemasks willsuffocate you oneday. They're notyou.People saydeath is theend.For me,it’s only thebeginning.Sometimes,the bestdefense is agoodoffense.That’s becauseyou hurt me,you jerk. I biteback as hard asI’m bitten.I can feel it loud andclear: the breaking ofa heart. The smash,the fall. I can almostsee the piecessurrounding me likebroken glass.You can’tleave me,notanymore.FreeIt hurts, youknow. Being deadfor so long only towake up all of asudden hurts likea son of a b—There’s no suchthing as awholesome truthor a perfect reality.There are peopleand agendasI do love you,more thanI’ve everloved anyonein my life.I’m sorry formaking you feelbad when Ishould’ve donethe opposite.When thehurricane hits himout of nowhere,he’ll understandwhy storms arenamed afterwomen.It might feel likeyou can’t takeit, like it wouldbe better to die,but that’s nottrueIgnoranceabout one’sfate is theworst type ofterror.The way heflips betweensoftness andcruelty is givingme whiplash.She painted herown fairy taleand didn't stopuntil it finallycame to itshappy ending.

Untitled Bingo - Call List

(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.


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  1. The only thing I ever wanted was to be recognized for what I have to offer, regardless of whether or not I have a p— between my legs.
  2. You asked when I’d be done. The answer is never.
  3. Scars mean you are alive and strong enough to survive.
  4. One day, she'll realize that the world we live in doesn't matter. We're the only one who do.
  5. People know when death is coming. Some fight, some know it’s useless.
  6. I can be a danger to those I love, and I just had an epiphany, finally figuring out what his words mean.
  7. Never look back. If you don’t look back, you run faster.
  8. The darkness isn’t scary; what’s inside it is.
  9. Everything about her will be only a part of my memories.
  10. I like it better when you're natural and uncut. Those masks will suffocate you one day. They're not you.
  11. People say death is the end.For me, it’s only the beginning.
  12. Sometimes, the best defense is a good offense.
  13. That’s because you hurt me, you jerk. I bite back as hard as I’m bitten.
  14. I can feel it loud and clear: the breaking of a heart. The smash, the fall. I can almost see the pieces surrounding me like broken glass.
  15. You can’t leave me, not anymore.
  16. Free
  17. It hurts, you know. Being dead for so long only to wake up all of a sudden hurts like a son of a b—
  18. There’s no such thing as a wholesome truth or a perfect reality. There are people and agendas
  19. I do love you, more than I’ve ever loved anyone in my life.
  20. I’m sorry for making you feel bad when I should’ve done the opposite.
  21. When the hurricane hits him out of nowhere, he’ll understand why storms are named after women.
  22. It might feel like you can’t take it, like it would be better to die, but that’s not true
  23. Ignorance about one’s fate is the worst type of terror.
  24. The way he flips between softness and cruelty is giving me whiplash.
  25. She painted her own fairy tale and didn't stop until it finally came to its happy ending.