I need to start romanticizing making my tea, reading a certain book, walking to the bus stop, writing an essay, drawing my love, writing my notes, looking at architecture, calling my parents, writing letters to my distant relative, washing my face, smiling, seeing my reflection, biking around town, drinking coffee with friends, watching the stars twinkle… remembering that the universe is too grand for anyone to realize that their mistakes, are only a mere nanosecond; i need to start romanticizing my life…. Or the early-human part of my brain that needs to populate the earth. I have no other explanation for it. The idea that Romeo is 18 is a misconception.
See, that’s what the app is perfect for.
Das Bestseller—Buch in Frankreich hatte wegen seiner literarischen Schilderung von Sex mit wahllosen Fremden sogar viele Kritiker begeistert. Sein Zeigefinger erreichte meine rasierte Scham und bohrte sich ohne Vorwarnung in meine Scheide. Dann zog er den Finger mit einem Ruck wieder heraus und hielt ihn mir unter die Nase.
Cuddling at night, but also touching your body and keeping you up all night. Innocent cheek kisses, but the lip uses a million ladders to find its way up and down. I keep thinking about it. Your hands on my waist, the heat coming from both of us.
Also, I dislike the taste of fish. And I could teach the kids how to build a fish trap! A metal one lets you heat the water right in the container. A plastic one is cheaper but you have to heat the water then pour it in. A single pellet of 0 lead buckshot is about. Some handloaders use them with a very light powder charge and some polyester filler for the empty space. That makes it safer to shoot upwards at targets in trees, for example. A few round-ball. Also if you have a two person canoe but only one person in it, turn the canoe around bow becomes stern, stern becomes bow and sit on what was the bow seat facing what was the stern seat, this puts you closer to the center of the canoe giving you greater power and control.