So beautiful Life is… sometimes and always. I was wandering around looking for more; more than life, more than love. I found a piece of silent torment in my heart, quiet and tranquil. I turned it into a fire core – eternal burning inside of me. Pain is predictable, but disappointment hurts. A human stone I wish I was; resistant, resilient at least. Then life would never happen again; it would be just fine.
Call me crazy, call me nasty, naughty, bootylicious, everything and it won’t be enough. Love is a losing game and I choose not to play. Give me your heart, and I will break it; give me your mind, and I will lose it; give it to me all, and I will make it yours forever… I will be yours forever…
(TOP Stradivarius, SHOES iOffer)
She twisted you in her hands, and you ended up twisted in your mind. Nastier than you could imagine, player to the bones, kitten skinned lady. She cuts with her eyes, resurrects with her touch… kills with her heart. Don’t beware of the dog, beware of the cat :). Jagged edged approach with deeper intentions in the air. The flow of energy and perfume seems to be too much to handle. Tender is the night, only until midnight. After that comes the dark secret muse of life inferno.
– Try me! It won’t hurt… a lot 🙂
Some things are just not enough, people make them seem not enough. What the limits are nobody knows. How much is enough? Is there enough?
She said: “I don’t want what I haven’t got” and that seems to be more than enough. Still… Beautifying surroundings and objectifying beings, quite interestingly is a fact. Collecting, adding and multiplying applies to stamps, not hearts. Life is for the ambitious, though.
Don’t stop ’til you get enough 😉
(BLOUSE Zara, SKIRT Pull & Bear, SHOES Mango)
… and he said: “Love Is A Feeling. Give It When I Want It!…’Cause I’m On Fire. Quench My Desire! Give It When I Want It!”
… and she said: “I will think about that.” 🙂
The orchid lost its last flower, the only piece of beauty it possessed. I watered it, I took care of it… I did everything, and now it’s gone. You see, something so beautiful, so soft, so fragile overpowered me, it took me completely… it took everything, and now it’s gone.
I know that orchids bloom once a year. Once a year, I have the chance to see the smile of a flower, its creamy colored velvet texture completing the space of the room, my little princess of heats… No effort, no struggle, no force – it just knows, it is the most beautiful thing I will ever have.
I am waiting for the orchid to bloom again…
Но все по-скъпа ми е таз,
която ми постла легло.
И пролетта, и младостта,
и всичко си отива…
Не искам нищо от света –
ти само да си жива.
Старее твоето лице
и с бръчки се покрива,
ала за моето сърце
така си по-красива.
В друг влюбена си може би,
Каквато искаш ти бъди,
но само да си жива.
It wasn’t a standard chess move, actually it was a tank over glass. Ha Ha Ha.