JOURNAL: Favourite

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  • Rebirth 2008-06-01 22:52:31 Король умер... Да здравствует Фаворит!!!:) 
  • Kso... 2007-02-08 18:13:21 SUKI DA YO.. NI-SA!!! Dakara gomen... 
  • Unfairly... 2007-01-11 19:15:16 Why I constantly should leave?.. Will suffice!! I do not wish to leave, throw people dear to me more. Again and again.. Do not take away from me even ni-sa. Onegai.. I do not wish to lose him. I have got used to be one, but I shall not get used to be without ni-sa. " The favorite alone.. Always. Nobody is necessary to him " - It's not truth!!! So was earlier.. Up to him. " The favorite is not able to love. This is the cold bastard " - But I LOVE Ni-sa!!! Yes.. Earlier to me was no matter.. I was not interested neither boys nor girls.. (not at all absolutely.. But it is indifferent met someone's sights) Behind a back always heard from friends " Fav such beautiful, it is strange, why he anybody does not meet? " Did not want. But at me has appeared Ni-sa.. And I love him how nobody can more.. " Tell... You from the very beginning knew, what cannot be with it long? "
    "Yes..."
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  • Do not play with needles... 2006-04-20 08:02:40 He so has strongly pressed me to a wall, that I have hurt hit a nape. In eyes a fog. The sharp pain has pierced a forearm... The 20-centimetric needle has passed through. I have clenched a teeth.
    "It hurts?" - I heard His insinuating rich voice.
    "Pas le moins du monde"- I throw down a challenge to Him.
    The new sharp needle pierced into a shoulder. He has cracked it and millions splinters fell down downwards. I have turned away. Thin fingers have walked on a bleeding wound. He has bent absolutely close to an ear and has whispered:
    "Doesn't that hurt? If it hurts then cry out!" - He has closed by lips to lobe of the ear. His lips have slipped downwards on a neck, that on a body has involuntarily passed a shiver.
    *... I won't cry... And I won't lose *
     
  • 2006-04-18 12:15:54 And again this dream...
    Gothic district, black ravens sit on naked trees . The fog creeps thin fragmentary clouds in crone of trees.
    I go, but suddenly before me there is huge forged gate. I touch to them and open....

    There is dark red room like to the condensed blood, gobelin walls, candles and the big sofa. I feel, there someone sits. I bypass an armchair...


    Dark-chestnut ringlets fall down waves on face, a black velvet camisole with snow-white lace. He sleeps. But My God... He sleeps with a glass of red wine in a hand. Long graceful fingers keep a leg of a glass. On his finger a huge ring with a ruby, same scarlet, as well as wine.... I know this ring. It's family ring^_^*
    I see him for the first time, but.... It is madly hurt to me to see him. Why I know, what by these fine fingers he played on a guitar?!! Why!? Why I know, what he loves a fog? And why I know... Taste of his lips. I bend to his face, he fling open eyes... And I again wake up. He as though throws out me from dream.
     
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