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I'll wander the world to find my #purpose, although I already glimpse it, I still have a lot to discover about myself. Only then, I'll be able to tell you which of the two of us made a mistake. #vss365 #green_eyes_lady
07/23 @Sixwordsx #Storyin6 ๐ธ: Pinterest She finds him #howling at moon
the window reveals dusk's violet haze. her lavished skin hums in the dark. the tangled web we desire binding beat and breath. a posh rented room, turned to a cheap parisian hotel. a tattoo, her bite, a puncture of want. in the space between his gaze dares to sink her teeth in
"U punom srcu ima mesta za sve, a u praznom srcu nema mesta ni za ลกta." Dobro jutro
hazy days memory deep in the soreness brings back a crimson flush where lace offers a teased view at the height of summer songs these carnival deviations pen the needs for rules written bent only after on bleary mornings do luminant kisses remind us we dare relive the hole-in-one
Moon Hid for You Tonight The moon hid behind a cloud tonight, As if it blushed at loveโs soft light. Just like you, when my eyes meet yours, And silence opens secret doors. You looked away, but didnโt move, A quiet sway, a sultry groove. โCome close,just one touchโฆโ But youโฆ
Momฤe, ako ne znaลก da ลกarafaลก traktorฤe, nemoj ni da pokuลกavaลก samnom o mehanici. ๐๐ ๏ธ๐ง
Naj volim ovo za dorucak
What would you add?
You are lightning in a storm That can be held like a pen You can be written on my pages And then swallowed back again You are liquid You are smoke You are the colors That make me choke You are time You are dimension You are the featherweight That holds me by tension
As a woman matures, so does her need for stability in a man. As a man matures, so does his need for depth in a woman.