Passion (a sequel to Lover) After all is done, the body is still not sated, it could never. Sweat of pleasure rolls off heaving chests. There is no voice, no thoughts, only moans of hunger, of need. Like the eternal flame, the fire never dies. The passion grows stronger as the flames are brought together. Earthly pleasure mixed with carnal passion makes for an awesome explosion. Time freezes as fingers enterwine as eyes wide open stare into the very soul. Little death claims the heart once again as the flames simmer down. The love is very much alive as they lay together. A shiver goes down their spine as the cool air blows against their naked flesh.
"Let me die first, because I can't live without you." He is alive because I am breathing.
Beautiful
Mu-hmmmm
Mini compilation of Jodie Comer not getting over Eve stabbing Villanelle
I have a bit of a silly thought about puddles. Maybe puddles are a glimpse into another world. You can only see it through water, and once it dries up, the portal into the other world disappears. Maybe this is why natural disasters happen. Maybe someone is jumping into a puddle happily and giddily not knowing they are being a districtive force. Maybe this is why natural disasters happen every once in a while. Perhaps we don’t know our own force. Perhaps, someone is jumping into a puddle and causing chaos on our world. Thoughts?
I love me some Tilly.
Noir Jennifer Tilly
And get back to me in the morning. You’ll be thanking me. You’re welcome!
Ormond Gigli
Models in the Window 1960
we are a spec in an enormous blob of chaos.
Hilda slays!!
These brilliant paintings were made by Duane Bryers, the artist responsible for my all-time favourite pin-up girl. Hilda is not only sexy, but she has a distinct personality that I don’t see in the other girls of her category. While most pin-ups are simply eye candy, Hilda makes me laugh and marvel at her adorable down-to-earth-ness.