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nobody@israblog.co.il (:) — Tue, 05 Jul 2016 15:40:00 +0200

|i miss the feeling of us reckless stoned by fucking and learning eachothers body. you liked kissing me and feeling so inlove i liked feeling stepon, feeling fucked, feeling bad for myself liked you to fuck me and then go, never comeback for learning my name. dont know their meaning of me, and then falling in a baby form and cry myself to sleep. thats all that meant. you can pass the smoke now or should i wait more?

nobody@israblog.co.il (:) — Tue, 05 Jul 2016 15:40:00 +0200

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nobody@israblog.co.il (:) — Fri, 25 Sep 2015 23:44:00 +0200

i wake up most days feeling like i was born in a nother century putting my clothes up and feeling in another persons skin irritating such a bad feeling like ive got a rush all over again like the season keeps on changing youve asked me so many times before if i know the way back to the start smilling with those dimples how can i handle you keep on those dimples keep them on for me

he said he'll take me anyways as long as i stay clean

nobody@israblog.co.il (:) — Mon, 21 Sep 2015 19:37:00 +0200

you're veins are so distucting looking on them pump in pump out the wormth that comes with it,reminds me you have the pulse. keeping me closer thinking i better be yourse. you can cuddle me as long as you want,me minds always escaping yourse. trying to win me down. you want to lock me in your cage,feed me and baby me. but my minds always escaping yourse. i could have told you to go away, / so pussy when it comes to courage

nobody@israblog.co.il (:) — Fri, 11 Sep 2015 20:33:00 +0200

in sience fiction we must believe. but nothing youre touching isnt going to fix the mess. i miss watching the sky and thinking about its dept. remember watching the stars in all its glory, never ending skies of black and somewhat colour you may say, you may say i just saw a trail. these star dust all i can see for miles. touching my skin and begging for, what are you begging on? why are you bragging for? i want to feel it so much, pulling my hair,and embracing my skin . never letting me go. not even here.

nobody@israblog.co.il (:) — Fri, 11 Sep 2015 20:33:00 +0200

nobody@israblog.co.il (:) — Fri, 11 Sep 2015 20:27:00 +0200

neverthless shes walking towards mine. and i were just mumbeling things about love and despire. as long as i can rememeber you used to like hurting, like pointing fingers and laugh while , i knew you never ment for me. but you still run through my memory from time to time.