Actually, I do not care I wonder if it has come, so it just comes. Another in my place would do that nicely, and without saying, and just now, and nobody would say anything and just got up and jumped.
Too bad that sometimes quite disgusting hedonist, but I do not think this nasty, after all, the point is, you know, I do not want to be with you just because you're beautiful, so how many times guys or girls or boys packed women just to be with to show them and basically showing off.
So the truth is that you need to have a successful men beside him a beautiful woman who would represent them, but then there exists some love, after all, it must be the only selfish and cold relationship without love and without emotion, simply on a rational and reasonable basis.
Maybe yes, maybe it's really just a game that is simply beautiful and smart and intelligent woman is simply curious about what kind of guy who would give anything for her shadow over his blanket, her laugh at his misery stupid and do not overdo it, so why not to play the game pretty slow and even.
I'm Sorry Baby, I'm such a heartless and ruthless, yet all the while thinking of you and I with you.
I know that I think you and that it does not care because I was somehow causes the fuel inside the itchy feeling you just know.
I leave and I go way back where I was yesterday. Again it's a place Heaven on Earth inspired by Anna K.. It is quite dirty and cloudy rainy morning, so I stand on the edge of the cliff and looking off into the distance to the open countryside, then while down below you. Just down there, where I should hunt down and chop up the large boulders local quarry, there are rolling on the shot.
Well it would be quite nice to meat you and I tell myself I am quite scared because the wind is blowing quite larger.
No obvious that when I was almost in the mountains, plus just a single small step, the foot slips on a rock or a stone is released and the work is finished and in place of whatever mess is quite nice, but still I wonder what it would be just as to fly free fall and think about it and what I pursued in the fly head and all over what would be the impact.
I prefer to sit on the edge of the rock and looking at the beautiful local countryside, which is hidden a bit in the mist.
I look in that direction, perhaps maybe where YOU are, where you can be, perhaps, and I wonder if you mean to me, I'm sure you are angry, because it is not that something YOU want and you got it, because it disappears once you between your fingers without you she also wanted to or not, maybe it's different, you must be really angry yesterday, because you have offended and their pride and indifference, as you said, more calmly crazy, let him do what he wants, I do not care.
I do not know, maybe yes, maybe not, who knows.
For any normal woman would have said this or at least thought and it would be such a stud or heel novel, but why not give it you enjoy a nice, well I think you are really pretty no matter how I felt, what I experience and what I feel , but now it was quite something, and so those things have evolved, at least for me, so forget I look into the distance, looking at the sky, I think of you as you probably might, I take a cell phone in hand, perhaps I fall, stand and looking ahead at times, while under him, or indeed anything around oblivious to just how the wind blows me back and I do not care that I'm alone and I feel alone and even YOU do not have to feel god knows how weird, because after all it's actually all the same, maybe because it was just the beginning of a flirt, or play for money or maybe just something on a whim or are you really sad, you need someone, and he's away and he just plain bored ... so
still just do not close my eyes
two wild little faith.
In love with the heavenly gates
worthy in the eyes of fairies,
just so lonely and cold embrace me.
So lonely and cold embrace me!
But do not worry,
still dying only in my eyes
two wild little faith.
For what I got, forget,
I fall into that wormhole.
Valley crows will fly alone
I do not have a touch of beauty.
The gates hungry, I'm rude
have a fire of salvation,
so alone and the wind embraces me.
So he bends me and the wind!
This valley crows will fly it himself.
We do not expect to wag his wings.
attracted there forever
and maybe just unleash hell at the finish.
So he just winds me fans,
and the wind so he bends me
winds and bends me
the wind bends me.
(Anna K. and I)
but I know that this is not the end, so I go back home, well I'm really quite sad as it is better to wash down some beer, so that the way to represent the station restaurant, digging themselves into a couple of Pilsen and going home before going to sleep listening to Anna K. and Heaven on Earth ... and in the spirit I am sending you good night Honey, because if you really sent it around so you could perhaps even more so for me to think of God knows what.
So I'm sorry Honey, I think of you and I'm with you, kiss you!
written - 5 July 2008 at 21:28 | Mathiesz - King of czech & Prince of Silesia | LOVE or feelings and emotions on a dirty mind ...
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