# I-catcher Console - Web Monitor Thank you for a broken heart

Love, I take these minutes to have an honest conversation with you ...

At the moment he entered my life and decided to put your nose, everything went to hell. The laughs were just laughs and moments to remember, but you will turn into air, and every time he smiled I wanted to breathe harder and not have to breathe anymore.

Love, thanks for the moments where you made the most stupid thing he said made my day a little brighter and a little more enjoyable. Thanks for everything to be black or white, do you analyze everything,did not have in my life these shades of gray needed. Thank you for making a casual glance posing as the need for a touch or a kiss when he was not, and when a light touch that he thought would become hug broke my heart.

Love, I have to say thanks to your meddling arrows aimlessly accurate, when the stars are blinking your eyes do, but I do not see in his black pupils. And I can feel heat on their lips, but there are only ashes, and I can feel rain on their lips, but there is only the wind storm that freezes everything in its path.

But like everything you do is excite and failing, I fell like its own asshole, waiting for something that did not existand I could just hear the laughter, mocking my extended hands and my heart cracked.

Love, however, no hard feelings I say that with every blunder you did, you taught me to appreciate people around me. The roundness of her cracked lips, natural smell of her hair, and unique color of their skin. Defects miss both the virtues that I envy, I complement the details.

But Love, appreciate it for the next book you illusions for those who want to be deceived (because there's always one), subtract the games to my imagination, which has suffered poor quite recently. Letsee the real thing, make an effort and show me what's behind the words that make me laugh, kisses on the cheek to take longer to separate, half-smiles and sideways.

Thanks in advance ... xoxo

B *

Image: LOVE by xTwistofFatex

Kidney Infection More Condition_symptoms My Star Of The Month: The Saturdays

not really remember how I discovered them, but this is a British girl band 5: Frankie, Mollie, Rochelle, Vanessa and Una.

With the catchy pop rhythm that characterizes the current female bands (Pussycat Dolls, Girls Aloud, etc), The Saturdays open road with infectious tracks that make us want to dance and hear them again and again (ok, I love them, so I'm completely biased).

I recommend: If This Is Love, Up, Issues, Lies, Work, Chasing Lights, Fall, Up (remix).

Hope you like it, xoxo

B *

I-catcher Console-web Monitor . yours.

Sigh. I feel like the rays of morning light dancing on the skin of my bare back. A disaster of black sheets around me, without covering it completely. I feel suddenly a couple of fingers rather cold traveling across my spine to the base and back up again, making the whole skin put on alert, while making memories of last night flooded my mind. Broken sighs. The taste of her sweat. My name, over and over and over again. My essence on your lips.

It is as if you were hungry again, as if he had been in captivity all this time that I had and suddenly, there he was, smiling and going through my outline with the tips of his fingers andinsatiable gaze. Slowly I get up and shorten the walking distance between us and it hurt. And from my forehead against his, his breath full of caffeine and hormones covered my face, the sweetest way, and at that time I was insatiable.

With the lightest of touches took my hair on one side of my neck and put his big hand behind, approaching him. With a force that seemed he brought his lips to the base of my jaw and disarmed me. A dance impossible saliva and bites. Marked with each touch I was doing. He said without words that I belonged &; Iacute; a. And I wanted to scream "I'm yours" but the words were so insignificant. The sounds coming out of my mouth did not seem to mine, was another part of my wanting to prove. His hands were

despuésa the sides of my hips, pressing so hard that he knew would mark tomorrow. But it did not hurt, I wanted more. I wanted to be wax falling on him, unconscious and leaking. No clothing removed and feel what I feel is always with him, so I never get tired. Is the need to consume, and dissolve in the hot air surrounding the city in those days. CHTM

LXC And we are free. And no ties or responsibilities at that time. Only wanting to be even closer, deeper. And only hear gibberish, sunk by the intensity of the moment. Severe low grunts and groans. And I finally understood what it felt fully in all respects. I saw him, sweat glistening on his forehead, and at that moment I understood. It was my signal to start and my goal. And I looked like a fallen angel at her feet, and made me feel beautiful, I did think it was beautiful and when our lips met and all of us cried, we saw stars.

All movements stopped. The jalar and pushing, nails scratching the skin. We held only with the eyes, because our arms and legs did not have the same force. The frantic rubbing became a touch as light as a feather through my thighs and shoulders. And kiss everything in my power, his cheeks, nose, forehead, eyelids and lips, with which both fantasize. Just laughs

very low, and thanks me again and again, his hands tangled in my hair wet, and burying his face in the space between my shoulder and my neck, inhaling. I feel that smile glued to my skin. And I do not understand. Why thank me if I was the one whoI won? I won a friend, I gained a companion and a lover ...

Mmmm ... I guess we both win.

xoxo,

B *

Image: 5so7 by stef-zozokovich

I-catcher Console -web Monitor untitled painfully

You sh-sh-shock my bones,
Leavin 'me stranded in love all on my own
What do you think of me?

Where am I now, baby Where do I sleep?
Feels so good when I'm home 2000 years of chasing
takin 'it's toll

♫ Closer, Kings Of Leon .

Destroy my skin with kisses and lies.

Lie and say I'm the only one.

Tell me what you feel .

Coversem tooth and nail.

Let me feel.

Give me something other than fantasy. Games. Dreams.

Because no matter where you are, I'll drown in the chocolate of your eyes.

Because everywhere you looked after me, and everywhere I'm in hell.

Because you live in silence, in anticipation, the sweet torture that is the truth.

And it only hurts when I breathe.

And it's a pu & ntilde; winged bloodless cut without scarring, be broken without seeing the pieces.

As I fall into the spiral of lust and kisses feel hallucination whispered, full of nothing.

Among the euphoria of my imagination, when it rains, the drops are like the tip of your fingers on my cheeks, my neck, and lower and more humid places.

Burn me with your encouragement and your desire to use me.

Our souls as dark as our eyes darker and ask.

And though I want to be your passion, your promise, your end, Igual treatment and remain glued my lips the words I love so much shouting.

would not hesitate. Do not hesitate. Steal your innocence only to nod your head.

Tell me how you feel.

The differences between caressing her and mine, between your skin and mine, between my moaning and hers.

Muérdeme seeking relief, as I remember the line that separated us, with which we play, we cross, we forget.

And your voice plays with the words that break me and I back together, honey and glue.

Tell me how you feel.

Show me how you feel.

Show me.

B *

Picture: A Short Story Of Lust by NoirFeu

Create A Birthday Card Convertible Car My Star Of The Month: The Script

In one of the moments between my classes and the tragic loss of my music, a dear friend of mine recommended a GREAT song from a little known band: THE SCRIPT .

The song ( Breakeven ) caused me so impressed I decided to wait a couple of hours and get the full cd. The Script

consists of 3 guys Irish: Danny O'Donoghue, Mark Sheehan and Glen Power.
The first single, We Cry and The Man Who Can not Be Moved (taken in 2008) proved to be the songs that would make these guys in a band revelation. CH
TMLXC The band confirmed that the next single will
Before The Worst on 15 June this year. I can not wait!
MA.RA.VI.LLO.SO That's all I could say, because I can not detach any of his songs, all sticky and I think a sticking point in the weaknesses of each one.


I recommend: Breakeven and Rusty Halo The End Where I Begin, Fall For Anything, If You See Kay, I'm Yours.

Hope you like it, xoxo

B *