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montenegro91 · 1 year
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In the stillness of the night, we lie together in each other's arms
As we move in sync, we feel the magic of our love's charms
Our bodies entwine like a hymn, creating music sweet and true
As we explore new positions, our passion builds, with each breath anew
Our lovemaking is like a symphony, with each movement a new note
Our hearts beat together in time, as we reach new heights and float
In a sea of pleasure, we ride the waves of our desire
As we find ourselves lost in a world of ecstasy, nothing else can inspire
Our orgasms come like thunder, crashing through our very souls
As we surrender to the moment, our love continues to unfold
In a moment of pure bliss, we find the rhythm that we seek
As we join together in a dance of love, our bodies and hearts speak
So let us revel in the beauty of our love, in every moment shared
For in each other's arms, we find a home, a sanctuary where we are cared
Our love is like a work of art, with each touch a brush stroke of passion
As we create a masterpiece of intimacy, that will forever be in fashion
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montenegro91 · 1 year
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Kasinda, oh Kasinda, a name so rare and fine
Like a rose in full bloom, you captivate my mind
With eyes like pools of honey, and a heart of gold refined
You are the love metaphor that my soul seeks to find
Our first kiss, Kasinda, was like a symphony of fire
A passionate embrace that set our hearts alight with desire
The touch of your lips on mine, like a phoenix, we rose higher
Our love was like a volcano, erupting in flames of pure desire
Kasinda, oh Kasinda, your beauty is a sweet refrain
Like a song that never fades, you ease away my pain
With every word you speak, my heart takes flight again
You are the poetry that makes my soul dance in the rain
With every moment spent with you, my love multiplies
Like the stars that light the sky, your beauty never dies
You are the rhythm of my heart, the music of my eyes
Kasinda, my love, you are my soul's eternal prize
So let us walk this path of love, hand in hand, side by side
Together we will face the world, and all the storms that may arise
For you are my Kasinda, the one who makes my heart abide
In a love so true, so deep, so sweet, that it can never be denied.
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montenegro91 · 1 year
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Vivian, mi amada, mi corazón late por ti
Eres mi sol en un día gris, mi luz en la oscuridad
Tu sonrisa me hace vibrar, tu risa me hace vivir
Eres mi todo, mi razón de ser, mi felicidad
Vivian, mi amada, tus ojos son como un mar
Profundos, misteriosos y llenos de pasión
Me sumerjo en su azul, sin miedo a naufragar
Porque contigo, mi amor, no hay tempestad ni confusión
Vivian, mi amada, tu piel suave es mi adicción
Me pierdo en tus caricias, en tus besos y abrazos
Eres mi refugio, mi hogar, mi salvación
Contigo, mi amor, no hay temor, ni dolor ni fracasos
Vivian, mi amada, eres mi dulce fantasía
Mi sueño hecho realidad, mi destino y mi hogar
Te amo más allá de las palabras, más allá de la poesía
Eres mi todo, mi razón de ser, mi amor sin final.
Vivian, mi amada, mi corazón te pertenece
Te prometo amor eterno, fidelidad y lealtad
Porque eres la razón por la que mi alma crece
Eres mi todo, mi razón de ser, mi eterna felicidad
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montenegro91 · 1 year
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Vivian, oh Vivian,
A name so sweet and true,
A name that brings to mind
A person special and new.
With eyes that sparkle like the stars,
And a smile that lights up the room,
Vivian's spirit is bright and free,
Her energy like a gentle bloom.
She walks with grace and confidence,
A heart full of love and light,
A person who brings joy and warmth
To all who are in her sight.
Vivian, oh Vivian,
A name that we adore,
May your light forever shine,
And your spirit soar.
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montenegro91 · 1 year
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Por más agua que tomes vas a seguir siendo seca.
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montenegro91 · 2 years
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Lately it seems like all my thoughts escape me.
Free from the embodiment brought by the will of my inner being, or is it just the whiskey?
Lately… everything I love is coming to an end,My favorite artist, my favorite writer, even my girlfriend sees an end…Is this what love is? One more glass of whiskey
Lately… the rants of the old drunks resígnate more with me. Chasing the twilight of a jubilant home. Bottle of whiskey
Lately… having money isnt making me happy. What is happy.
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montenegro91 · 2 years
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Sleep isn’t sleeping anymore, it’s an escape.
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montenegro91 · 3 years
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THE MANDALORIAN Season One
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montenegro91 · 3 years
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A dreamer of peace bound by the reality of life hoping to runaway from the cruelty of his world one word at a time.
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montenegro91 · 3 years
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Comments left by Kentaro Miura (author of Berserk) on Young Animal Magazine when he was drawing Berserk and commentaries at the end of the book.
This has been shared before but it is well known that manga authors have brutal schedules they have to work under. So many have died before old age due to health issues.
To quote Junji Ito:
“Sleep is very important. Everyone get enough sleep. Many manga artists die young and it’s because they don’t sleep. Your best ideas will come to you when you’re sleeping. Please everyone get some sleep.”
Remember Manga authors are human beings that deserve better work conditions in their industry.
RIP Master Miura.
Thank you for all the hard work.
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montenegro91 · 3 years
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montenegro91 · 3 years
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Dreams breathe life into men and can cage them in suffering. Men live and die by their dreams. But long after they have been abandoned they still smolder deep in men's hearts. Some see nothing more than life and death.
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montenegro91 · 3 years
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Cuentos completos 1 / Julio Cortázar
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montenegro91 · 3 years
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We are just two drops of water in a pond.
A settled resting place for your emotions to feel safe,
Until they aren’t ones again
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montenegro91 · 3 years
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I held to those words of I love you to my core
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montenegro91 · 3 years
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Odio querer que las cosas pasen de inmediato,
Que la ansiedad me haga sentir cada rugosidad de la superficie de mis uñas, que me intensifique lo que siento entre los dedos de los pies, que me sobre estimule de manera exagerada por situaciones que no puedo controlar.
Aveces mis pensamientos se quedan clavados en el terror que me produce crear cada día cientos de planes para hacer una acción que hasta un niño hace de manera involuntaria, odio que las rutinas me causen abstinencia abstinencia, odio que mi temperamento solo explote en mi mente y sea yo mismo quien tenga que pelearse con el, veo a la gente a la cara y no lo soporto, porque se lo que sienten y cuando me ven de vuelta creo que saben que yo se lo que sienten y me disparan expresión nes de enojo, compasión y de querér asesinarme como consecuencia de sospechar incorrectamente que se el porque de sus sentires.
Me debilita no poder dormir de lado porque el peso de mi cuerpo restringe la sirculacion de mi brazo y pierna
Dormir...
No me gusta que me guste despertar en la madrugada por una pesadilla fuerte, ni tener horarios de sueño que me hacen seducir la mediocridad
Me enloquece el picor en los oídos
Me agrieta el alma no poder llorar cuando quiero hacerlo y que se me escape 1 lágrima en circuntancias que no tienen relación
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montenegro91 · 3 years
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Es obvio que esta sonrisa ya no es por ti
Canserbero
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