Apocalypse-cervelle
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Apocalypse-Cervelle . Perdue dans on ne sais quelles pensée. Ailleurs.
Observer, écrire et photographier.
J'éprouve une satisfaction à écrire jusqu'à saturation totale d'où "apocalypse-cervelle" .
Seules les blog dont j' admire l'art ou la personne figureront dans mes amis .
Damien Saez
Dallas Green
Patti Smith
Berrurier
Lara Jade
Eugenio Recuenco
Cioran
Annie Leibovitz
Dispositions tragiques.
Son profil
apocalypse-cervelle
18 ans
Romans
(26)
France
Olga ♣
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# Posté le mardi 10 février 2009 17:28
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Photo 97 ♣
Story Of The Year - So Far So Good ♪
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# Posté le mardi 10 février 2009 17:22
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Photo 96 ♣
Secondhand Serenade - Half Alive ♪
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# Posté le mardi 10 février 2009 17:05
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Photo 95 ♣
City And Colour - How Come your Arms are not Around me ♪
# Posté le samedi 17 janvier 2009 16:04
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Photo 94 ♣
Flesh to flesh
Looking at him, let my glance get lost slowly in the back of his eyes, with saying any word, the glance is enough. To hear only some sounds, simple whispering soft and shivering . To feel his fingers getting lost in my hair, his legs embraced with mine, his breath along my neck, the sweetness of his skin, his chest against me , his hands along my arms, his lips against mine, a few beat of his heart, even the slightest, a few nook of his body, him, whole against me, always with any word escaped, these caresses which say much more that words... just these caresses, these moments at once strong and soft which will make for us shiver. Feel his body twisting itself. Please, tell me it's not the last time .
Looking at him, let my glance get lost slowly in the back of his eyes, with saying any word, the glance is enough. To hear only some sounds, simple whispering soft and shivering . To feel his fingers getting lost in my hair, his legs embraced with mine, his breath along my neck, the sweetness of his skin, his chest against me , his hands along my arms, his lips against mine, a few beat of his heart, even the slightest, a few nook of his body, him, whole against me, always with any word escaped, these caresses which say much more that words... just these caresses, these moments at once strong and soft which will make for us shiver. Feel his body twisting itself. Please, tell me it's not the last time .
Texte: Mrs.Apocalypse.
Plus rien à dire...
Secondhand Serenade - Fall For You ♪
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# Posté le samedi 17 janvier 2009 15:58
Modifié le mardi 10 février 2009 17:59
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