Humornsex: Let's talk about you

Who are you? Who are you, the beautiful stranger? Like me with you easy and pleasant. I do not wait evening to talk with you ... I am so comfortably next to you. We can talk about anything ... I do not know very much about you, but you are simply not liking to tell. However, we are almost on an equal footing. I, too, makes no abundance of words. Why talk about mental wounds? Incidentally, do you know who I am, where I was, that happened to me in a conscious years. You know all ... Virtually all ... Except ... boliBol ... my ... She nahlynet suddenly. Twice in the heart and not vice released. It keeps me. Lord, I zadyhayus. Breast though shackled in heavy chain.

Anxiety ... At troubled soul, and this is beginning to reflect in my opinion, poglyadyvanii on hand. Wary ... Zamykajus in itself. Why do I keep silent? What happened? As with my eyes? I remain silent. If I start talking now, you do not know me ... This is my life. Second zhiznSkolko them from me? A lot. But I am afraid only one. Tu, which weighs madly. Thu, that does not give me sleep at night. Tu, which run from the spine shiver. No, I am not scared. Just pain. Dumb pain. Serdtse.Teper pain in the you know a lot about me. Too many to be able to make me silent May you not be afraid. Do not be afraid of me.

Do not be afraid of me. I do not obizhu you. Simply, sometimes not ask me about anything. After all, a friend is not the one who's just a pleasure to spend time, walk, talk. Drug-is the one with whom there is, as pomolchat. Let pomolchim. Now do you understand me? "I, too, want to know more about you. I find it interesting all! What do you read, what music you listen to. I love to wander aimlessly on the streets at night? Observe how snowflakes float in a beam headlamps and soft light lamps? Wander, looking head, you look at the stars, and something that beckons you. Are you traveling. How would I like to be there. Highly-high in the sky .... Just burn brightly. Beautiful ... You are not alone next to a favorite person? You madly liking, but you something was missing. What is something that you do not want to pronounce aloud. Do you want to say it for you? BEZUMSTVA. Here is that sometimes becomes so tvoju soul. You know, that would be tomorrow. You know what you want. You know what to say to do ... You know that ... And sometimes both want a new, unusually severe!

Yes? Or, I am not right? So many want to ask you. It's true, everything is interesting. "First Love, the first grief. The first is simple, the first farewell. " Tell me about yourself?