Reset

awake

I must have fallen asleep in a field of poppies.

I’m awake now!

 

feel…

THIS

i feel like eating marshmallows…

Sometime i’m really childish… i don’t care

As we start living together i wonder: .

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How do relationships end?

Why do they end?

What’s the common denominator ?

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look… really look

lazy day… (what is alone and what is lonely?)

.i found that sometime is easier to be lonely in company, than when one is alone.
i think computers, phones etc., promote loneliness giving a sense of connection.
But are we still be able to relate to each other away from a screen?

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no, i don’t hate computers… sometime seem too much of a good thing though.

%@#**#

listen

if

you want

*** CLICK***

today

This minute

i

don’t

care

about

anything

Has been a while.
So much change.
i live with my love.i’m seeking security, and i want to believe, but some walls are hard to tear down.
i stopped lying to myself:  polyamorous  i’m not,  i believe in two that become a unit, one heart… romantic, as usual.
Someday maybe some play will be possible, but i realize i could not live with another coming into the relationship. Just bodies, maybe yes, when the walls come down,when there is feeling secure, when i can be sure than none can touch us.
Maybe.

But in life who knows, maybe i’ll just watch him choose something else, maybe i watch me …
could i bear watch? no, that’s why there is South Africa

ten

A significant number today. Tomorrow nine will be significant and so on. What comes after?

i

want

to

know…

nonsensical

i love me. i love when i look in the mirror and see behind your shadow, big above me. i love it when nobody knows that i look at my reflection in the mirror made of pieces you.  i love you, when you no longer see your face, as i love me when you disappear in my moist and warm nightmares.
When you shelters in the middle of my thighs, enter effortlessly into my belly. i love to watch you cum. As sparks  that are struggling and escape from the fire. You’re a thousand. And i love it when you finish on me burning my skin.

Because i see you .

i am the beast of myself and i devour me. And i carry within and without wisdom.
Because you’re there, wherever, however and forever.

I hate when they say I’m sweet.