Iketeru Futari Beach Chapter My artist

Author's Note: for my new gf (thanks for the corny idea hehe), ily Brujis! xo!

Music: A Drop In The Ocean (Ron Pope) ♫

Coffee Shop (Landon Pigg) ♫

The little things are never what they seem. All the details have something else behind the simplicity. With you everything is simpler but more confusing at the same time. All tables in something beyond what the eyes can see, and only the heart can feel.

hidden meanings, feelings undeniable, theintricate imagination.

're an artist. A painter of feelings, a sculptor to fall in love, a photographer of indelible memories, caresses a poet, an actor covered in truth, the composer of the beating of my heart.

And I draw, with delicate strokes, every curve, every emotion, only you know how. We are so alike, so different, symmetrical antonyms, synonyms perfect. Looking in the shadows of my hair, the roundness of my cheeks, along my eyelashes. And colors with every touch, pressing my hips, kissing my belly, rubbing your tongue on the edges, giving depth to all thes feelings.

kisses I paint, colors. Kisses in the morning, sunrise color that are so unique and different from others. The green and yellow kisses on the cheeks, which put the color of smiles. The pink paint my nights of sweetness, but are changing slowly, going from orange to red, the need for us to skin, sweat and ease, which are mixed and intertwined until it made a rainbow.

Your world is not black or white, like the others want to make it appear. It has shades of gray, which fade, and become stronger. And you engage in the art. In the art of loving. And like everything else, requires discipline, patience concentracióny. It is an artlearn, that dominating, which is handled with care and dedication.

not many see the benefits of studying the art of love, but you understand. Do not give money, no prestige, does not power, but gives us the benefit of the soul, and the chasm that separates us all is narrowing until we were embraced.

everything I hear is the sound of your voice, but I try to avoid listening. I watch every slight movement, subtle, sudden or determined. I feel the silky material of your fingers, and the rough but pleasant in your face, your shoulders and cotton velvet inside of your thighs.

The finished work of art is revealed when he heard a small sigh, a sound so slight that si is not paying attention to get attention. But I could never ignore it, could not ignore. It means you're there and we have learned the art of love and we can only practice forever.

Image: Human Canvas, by Niansa

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Castilian title: dance with me?

Author's note: this post is not about someone special. Features just took my friends (new and old) and my crushes (new and old, lol). Because I love you all. I do not know I'd do without them.

Nothing can separate us, we make harmony,
are, were and will be the sweet melody in my dream is ....

Our song is always on the radio. Every time I turn, I hear. You know when a particular song that reminds yousomeone in particular? For me and about you. You are in my mind forever. In every note and every letter. Between rock, pop and ballads. I can not escape, nor want.

And close my eyes and remember you. I remember the moments of laughter that I always give away, each sarcastic comment, each time I gained confidence. Because I know that's why I took the time to work hard. I remember the moments of curiosity where they wanted to say something and end up discovering. And between song and song, I remember the tears that you poured me and the desire he had that all your pain disappear. I remember the follies, your stubbornness, your insistentassistance, your beauty. Your dark eyes that change sunlight, and skin and dark, tempting lips, soft hands and infectious smile.

Because you are spectacular. When your hair is a mess, when you repeat your clothes or your shoes are worn. Because in those moments I love you even more.

When you call me because they want to tell me something that happened in your day, good or bad. When I write just to know how I am. When a song made you remember me. When you ask my opinion. When you care what I think.

And with each tune, so different from one another, smile recordandor you hate that nickname, or can not take an overdose of chocolate, or that you crave in your favorite strawberry ice cream all the time, you prefer to speak to me in English because it is more comfortable and natural for two. And I have to frown at the thought that you do not like to tell me everything you like to hear salsa, your other friends would get jealous.

You, only you could write so much music in my soul ... We
eternal symphony together you and me ...

Every song reminds me of your virtues. Your excellent taste in music, your love for cinema, your intensity, you work to achieve your goals, you dream about as much as you think and todas those things you know and I do not.

But also, in the bittersweet songs, remember your faults. Because I love what you hate about yourself. It makes me smile I need to know EVERYTHING. You are able to think of yourself first, because I sometimes am not able to do so. Because it draws attention to the most inopportune moments, the most extravagant forms. Why can not bear the same people as me. Dissonance

any exist in this song, I take you in my
as the tune that gives life to this song ...

have this need to make me smile every time we talk, and you do it, as the music I listen. I love your wit andyour originality. You look like so much to me and that's why we're best friends. Because you love. Because you love me even if loud, even with "weak hand", but my curiosity is sometimes very tedious, but listen to the Jonas Brothers, but knows more about Twilight than history. Because you want to know about things that I like, though not the same things that you will like. Because you know that you're part of the pile, you can not miss it. Because you know when something happens. Because you can tell my tears even though we're in the rain.

Now that you know how much I love you, how much I appreciate your presence in my life, the desire to never be too far from me, hearingour song ... dance with me? Xoxo

B *

Image: Dance, by JaradBell
Song: Sweet Melody , Jesse & Joy

Queensland Power Boats Fire & Desire

Suffering in silence, your patience
climbing the walls.
you tried to get someone
but no response to your call.
Burning with passion.
For thou hast been this close to the edge?

feel like running in circles. And cry on the inside and want to get rid of all the power you have over. Is that like all emotions will attack at the same time after being numb, feeling nothing. And a touch creates an unstoppable chain of sensations. It's a mild stroke and cold fingers that make you tremble slightly. It is the touch of warm lips on the base of your neck under the chin, along the lines of the mandibleBull, on your cheeks. A touch warm skin leaving it touches, and the heat does not go, you can not leave him. No matter how many cold showers take no matter how many times you take the problem in "your own hands." Always present. And only one person can help, and that person is not there. And you're about to fall, to burn. But what most want.

're burning with the heat of our desire ...
And may never feel such passion again.

And every word adds fuel to the fire. A loving gesture that your head is amplified and triggers fantasies hits. A look that costs come off. And then, since all that is there ... why not take advantage?

Every relationship we have, friendship, love, companionship, all are different. The chemistry is not at all, and sometimes not found. Why not take advantage? Perhaps the desire you feel now will not feel it anymore. And while it's a feeling that you press and torture and I will not let you forget, do not want to get rid of him. Because you feel able, do you feel about the guts, you feel powerful, you feel what you are. More More than you thought you were. And is not love. It is a necessity. Like the air we breathe. You drown without it. And even if you feel the desire not breath, it is actually the one that makes you realize you're not breathing as you should.

So, do not turn off the fire ...
Siente fire.

Notes. Smells. Taste. Toca. NOW. Besa. Caress. Tightened. Bites. Do not waste your time with analysis and regret. Because I know you need to touch someone now, that person you see in your dreams, that makes you feel all magnified by 100. And you feel that you have no self-control, and with that person and your imagination will never be alone. You're not. So, why not take advantage? Xoxo

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Song: Do not Put Out The Fire, by Saga.

Pic: Desire, by jay-peg

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These guys from San Diego, California formed a rock band that is slowly taking off. His best known songs include Boston and Sweet & Low. The melodies are soft and the lyrics are sweet and are sung with feeling. Some of the songs have appeared on TV shows like Smallville, The Big Bang Theory and One Tree Hill. removed the Stars and Boulevards All in 2005, relaunched their debut album Midwest Skies and Sleepless Mondays in 2006 and Can not Hurt, Can not Love in 2008.

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I recommend: BostonSweet & Low (preferably acoustic), I'll Stay, Coffee and Cigarettes, More Than a Love Song, Fire, Either Way I'll Break Your Heart Someday ... (ALL GOOD!) \u0026lt;3 Hope you

like it, xoxo

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"Pain throws you heart to the ground Love turns the whole
thing around
No, it won't go all the way, it
Should But I know the heart of life is good" The Heart Of Life, John Mayer ♫

Yep, the pain will drag your heart across the floor and love will turn your whole world, and nothing works like you want but it should. But deep down I will order all your destination. It'll be alright. Not your way. Not like you think everything should be. But all is well. And there are many details that can make you happy every day you can find something small and wonderful that makes you grateful to be alive, regardless of the pain of a broken heart, a lost friend or family that mays do not understand.

Take him out to that friend when she cries, no words to express the single "be there" for him. Because it creates bonds of friendship so strong and so important that they can give more meaning to your life. Watch a sunrise, a sunset, the light that nature gives you every day. Rejoice in the tears are a gift and express what words can not. Screams her lungs out from a roof, it is so liberating and you feel really at peace with you. Feel the raindrops on your eyelids, as if all the regrets to leave with water. Eat ice cream in the morning, because sugar tastes better than ever at the time.

Forget the time that her skin tasted like sunshine, which tand warm and left you. Turn off the tears and feel. Smile because you have more than a pair of arms which come back every night. You have friends who have become family and not let you. Drop down, because you trust that they will not let you touch the ground.

Sorry, but do not forget, because everything makes you grow and makes you believe in something else. Have a conversation with his eyes. Immerse yourself in a sense, a moment of lust, a crush passenger. For the happiness they bring is invaluable. It's life.

not doubt yourself. No one will love you if you do not love. Wait

thunder. Seize the hand at an unexpected time. Put your hand on your lower back. Look into his eyes. Because there is only a moment, is una sense of comfort that lasts a lifetime.

Remember your childhood. Smile if you want to mourn, because sometimes not worth it and it hurts more than it should. Cry if you want to smile, those tears are priceless and are better watered than hidden. Lie on the grass and instead of thinking about the task or work, think of the feeling of wind in your face, laughing around you, green nature tickles your arms.

`Think about that song that makes you smile to hear them more often. Dance like nobody's watching. Sing like you're "serenateándote."

Say "I love you" with the heart. Say "I love you" every day, so you give smiles to those who want andyour heart will smile with them ...

Smile. Smile. Smile. There is no medicine better than red cheeks feel the laughter and teeth in the air. Trust me, a broken heart, even irreparable sitting, does not last forever ... xxxxxxxxxxxx

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Pic: The Glass of Melody by m0thyyku

Nympho Libre Screenshots i feel. i smell. i hear. i taste

"The pain makes you blind. Intense physical pain just close your senses. Feel nothing but pain. And when your soul hurts, causes a physical impression. Suddenly, your chest is incredibly tight and breathing becomes a deadly effort. Nothing can distract from pain "(thanks to petiiit for the inspiration)

can not breathe. The pieces of your broken heart are stuck and it's as if someone was asfixiándote with a pillow in the middle of the night. And you blind. You can not see. And you know what pain is, because only the blind in this way, where everything is black. Because if your eyes solo were closed by the impact, you would see light through the eyelids. And your other senses are intensified. And you can not forget.

And I'm feeling even when you're here. I feel your fingers on my forearm, leaving a mark. I feel your dry lips touching my ear lobe. I feel your hand fits perfectly in the bottom of my back where it belongs. I feel your nose through my neck, drawing lines where I burn fuel. And I will burn happily.

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And even when you're still here. Deodorant everyday. The colony to special daycial. A cigarette. A strong drink alcohol. Your hot breath on the back of my neck, trying to get my attention. And I'm still breathing. It hurts. But without your breath fill my lungs are not fully anymore.

And I hear you even when you're here. Your sighs of frustration. And your footsteps silent in the halls. When you change your place. When you fix the wrinkles in your pants. The sound made by your kisses on my cheeks. And no one can hear what I hear. And I can not hear anything else. I keep smacking

And if you're not here. The cappuchino taste on your tongue. Q Vodkaue never know me well. The time I tasted your lips to see if they knew so well as they did (and knew better.)

Every sound and every detail etched in my mind. Thanks for the love, I knew that could love me this way. Thanks for the pain, so I'll always remember the sweetest way. In the most bitter. Xoxo

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"will not be the first nor the last or only. He has loved before, and will do so again. But if he loves you now what else matters? He is not perfect. Neither are you. You two will never be perfect, but if it makes you laugh at least once, if it makes you think twice, and admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to Ely give all you can. He did not recite poetry, he will not think about you at all times, but he will give part of yourself that knows you can break. Do not hurt him, do not change, do not expect more thanhe can give. Try not sobreanalizar. Smile when you happy, make you cry when and extráñalo bother when there is no "" My source does not know who said this ... no one knows- = (

Every woman should read this. So do not complain about his lack of luck with men. cuaima not born, they do, and it is so unnecessary and so frustrating to see them in action. For them to all put us in the same package. For them to treat us all like, thinking that everyone is equal.
Not all men are equal. I look forward to maintaining hope in this ...


xoxo B *