good morning my pumpkins I'm back from the holidays. Renew, recharged batteries, ready to deal with future challenges. I share with you something I read in http://myteacupsinpeony.blogspot.com/
I met my close friend M yesterday. We spent two and a half hours talking. We've know each other sich kids. It's like my whole life comes in front of my eyes when I meet him. We've been friends twenty years now but I'm still learning things about him and about men, how fragile and insecure they are, no matter how "hard to get" they want to play. They are really children inside. I had a really good time with him, always, we can talk about everything, literature, writing, education, politics, friendship, love and sex. He's returning home today in the city he teaches. Have a nice trip buddy. I already miss you.
so come on my lovelies, write down a few lines about one good friend of yours.
"you are the most beautiful woman i have ever seen. your hair, your eyes, your lips, your body that you haven’t grown into, the way you walk, smile, drag your feet when you’re tired. every single thing about you is beautiful. i stared at her. when i see you the world stops. it stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. there’s nothing else. no noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. the world just stops, and it is a beautiful place, and there is only you. just you, and my eyes staring at you.. when you’re gone, the world starts again, and i don’t like it as much. i can live in it, but i don’t like it. i just walk around in it and wait to see you again and wait for it to stop again. i love it when it stops. it’s the best f’ing thing i’ve ever known or ever felt, the best thing, and that, beautiful girl, is why i stare at you."
James Frey
I met my close friend M yesterday. We spent two and a half hours talking. We've know each other sich kids. It's like my whole life comes in front of my eyes when I meet him. We've been friends twenty years now but I'm still learning things about him and about men, how fragile and insecure they are, no matter how "hard to get" they want to play. They are really children inside. I had a really good time with him, always, we can talk about everything, literature, writing, education, politics, friendship, love and sex. He's returning home today in the city he teaches. Have a nice trip buddy. I already miss you.
so come on my lovelies, write down a few lines about one good friend of yours.
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