Your color is black. The color of night. Serene and mysterious, black conjures up images of elegant evening gowns, dashing tuxedos, and gleaming limousines. Traditionally a symbol of success, black also represents power and an uncompromising demand for perfection. Not surprisingly, you tend to set challenging goals for yourself and do whatever it takes to achieve them — your strength of character is second to none. This unfaltering determination, along with your natural elegance, impresses people. But keep in mind that your personality might be intimidating to some. Try to temper your demanding side with a little softness — trust us, it won't kill you. Overall, though, black is the color of professionalism and achievement, which means it's clearly the color for you.
It started four years ago with a playful glance that was followed by a flirtatious poke. Months passed and we both grew although unfortunately only one of us matured. After two years of courting, the realization of the great distance between us became far too great of a factor. We stayed in touch. Until he disappeared.
For months, I just figured he'd come back. When he didn't, I took it upon myself to find him again. And I did. After four years, we finally met. The chemistry just as I thought was splendid. We got along so well, communicated like no other, and loved each other. Or at least he loved me. I had to wrap my head around it first.
By the time he left, I figured it was an inevitable adventure and I was ready to move on. But I wasn't and speaking to him everyday made me realize that. So when five months later, I found myself flying to go see him in return, I knew this could be something more than we'd both expected. And at first it was, it was spectacular. The kind of certainty in your partner you only saw in films. That love. But it was shortlived. The love is gone.
I wish I could say there's even a bit of love left but there isn't. No remorse and no regrets. I'm really happy to have put my foot forward and very proud to have had the strength to pull it back out at the right time. It was an experience I'll never forget, mostly for the worse, and that I hope will help me in my existing and new relationships.
Life really does teach you, if you're willing to learn. Few times I've had my heart broken and thought I'd never get over it. I'd never meet someone as great again, only to see that my next relationship was so much better. I don't even feel that way now. What needed to be done was done. Everything happens for a reason, just have some faith in your future.
Letting go of what needs to be gone feels so good. It hurts a bit at first but it really is worth it in the long run. Love yourself first.
Namaste.
I think I am.
I think it is.
The time is near. The time is now.
And that, I know.
That's all it took for me to get over it. You got over it and realized
we were over it.
The power of realization is far stronger than we give it credit for.
Realizing that chasing money and not dreams will waste half
the potential you were born with. Potential is half talent,
half will.
The power of realization forced me to reevaluate my previous relationship
and get out of it although the chemistry was seamless.
Do you want comfort or do you want passionate compatibility?
I chose the latter.
Do you want to work for someone or do you want to be your own boss?
Do the things you wish and not the things you have to.
Do you want to dream BIG and pursue the ideal?
Or do you want to dream BIG and live moderately?
Stop complaining and start living. I can't choose for anyone
nor would I want to. One life is enough for me. And I don't plan
to live anyone else's.
All I wanna do isss... get fucking rich and go on a Eurotrip with my girls, stay young and get wild. France, Spain, Portugal, Ibiza, Italy, Greece, Ireland, Russia, Norway, Sweden, UK and stop over in Morocco & Algeria after. Awww yeah!
Is this how awesome being 21 is? They have no idea what's about to hit them. You're not ready for this.
- Location:My fantasy
- Music:Afrojack - Take Over Control
Gosh, I feel so spiritual and in touch with myself and the world. And I'm so happy. Contentment is such a blessing. Namaste!
Has it really been nine days since I've consummated the frivolous act of physical passions? It hasn't been that hard actually. I've been so busy that I haven't really had the time to think about it, except this weekend when I fell ill and was bed-ridden for two days so I had nothing else to do but sleep and surf on Netflix. I came across this movie called XXY and all I have to say is sex scenes in foreign films are just beyond imaginary. That's when I started thinking about sex and I don't really care about not having sex. It doesn't phase me at all, I'm not a nymph and I'd say I have a standard sex drive. But the masturbation part is really really getting to me. I have high masturbation drive. Go figure!
Om nom nom, touch my body, body.
The reason behind this is simply to prevent getting engulfed in this oversexed society where sex surrounds us, 24/7. I find it repulsive, overwhelming and tactless. It's so overrated and the appeal has worn off, at least for me. So I'll try to post any (evident) sexual frustrations although I'm certain it'll also be a good soul cleansing to stop with the overly physical aspect of life and sexuality.
I truly believe that each (male/female) body is a temple, so think wisely before you let someone in.
Keeping my last post in mind, I did receive some pretty cool gifts but I want to publish a small passage of the one that meant the most to me. It came from an unexpected source, someone close but not very lyrical. It came from the heart and it touched mine. Without further ado, Best for Last by M.
J I want you in my life, you make me feel like I'm in **.
You are my **, your skin is my beach.
When you look at me with those eyes, it's like I'm under the sun.
Your touch is like the fresh wind hitting my body.
Your kiss taste like the pineapples.
You are mysterious like the jungle.
Your beauty surrounds me like the mountains surround the country.
J I love you and I can't get enough of you. Happy bday my queen and it's nice that you wish for world peace. You are rare and expensive just like your birth stone
Happy birthday IRAN TIME
we always behind bombs, don't stop dropping it like it's hot.
Message straight from Mi Corazon
Love M.
**Word removed to retain some privacy.
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