Friday, May 25, 2012
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Monday, May 21, 2012
Friday, May 18, 2012
she.
Tasty, lazy, kinda crazy.
With a beautiful blue blue eyes, that exclusive face,
Those lips and smile you reach me as music in the dark.
My weakness is you. This feeling, this sensation is my dream.
The unspoken truth is my curse, drug and joy.
Enchantress. Strong and wise.
Tasty, lazy, kinda crazy.
With a beautiful blue blue eyes, that exclusive face,
Those lips and smile you reach me as music in the dark.
My weakness is you. This feeling, this sensation is my dream.
The unspoken truth is my curse, drug and joy.
Enchantress. Strong and wise.
Tasty, lazy, kinda crazy.
- sweety
Thursday, May 17, 2012
yo beib..
WOW!!!!
Norisi rėkti,
šaukti ir šokinėti...geras
jausmas..euforija..aaaaaa.
Londonas man tarsi Sodoma ir Gomora. Aš kalbu ne vien apie Soho rajona, bet
visus mergaitiškus dalykėlius nuo kurių yra užpildomas kiekvienas spintos kampelis, apie
saldžiuosius malonumus nuo kuriu gomurys tiesiog murkia iš malonumo, apie
kiekvieną praeivį, kuri norisi nužiūrėti tuo pačiu pasigrožint arba
nustembant...
Tačiau čia
ne odė Londonui, nes mane tiesiog kankina
susisiekimas šioje vietoje: „trafikai“ grūstys,
spūstys...ech..žmonių minios, tuštuma ir pilkuma.. tie nuolat akimis nurenginėjantys babajai..
Bet man čia patinka.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
she.
She lived ALONE. She was a big girl, so she
could allow herself that. Her incomes, as other small things, were none of our
business. She lived with imaginary dragon and with two tabby cats, which she
called by their names.
-Names! Names! - She shouted every morning.
It sounded quite strange, but neighbors, who she didn’t have, were used to it.
As every morning, she relished a drop of “Nothing important” and ran to the last bus. As every morning bus driver smelled like milk and biscuits, which were made by his wife. His wife’s name was Gertrude. She loved sun and buses. As every morning she looked at the lake. On the left side she noticed a silhouette, which looked like all silhouettes are supposed to look.
-Names! Names! - She shouted every morning.
It sounded quite strange, but neighbors, who she didn’t have, were used to it.
As every morning, she relished a drop of “Nothing important” and ran to the last bus. As every morning bus driver smelled like milk and biscuits, which were made by his wife. His wife’s name was Gertrude. She loved sun and buses. As every morning she looked at the lake. On the left side she noticed a silhouette, which looked like all silhouettes are supposed to look.
However,
this silhouette decided to wait in other bus-stop and go to work. He was
extremely handsome – this spring morning was good because of him. He smelled
like hot vine and expensive fragrance, he just caught everyone’s attention.
When their eyes met, what was noticed by everyone is that he finally moved to
the city.
And that’s how the third cat moved to her house.
And that’s how the third cat moved to her house.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Fashion zone - heaven for girls :)
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Saturday, May 5, 2012
please don't get me wrong
Love is really just a word. It’s a label that
people use to describe a hundred different emotions. Right now I want you in my
life. That’s all that matters.
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