One Picture... A Thousand Stories
"You can look at a picture for a week and never think of it again. You can also look at a picture for a second and think of it all your life" - Joan Miró


She is strong with her will and her mind…she hurts but covers it with attitude and silence…she sings and laughs…she dances and cries…she’s mad as hell, sometimes, it seems, for no reason…she’ll have you banging your head against a concrete wall, but you’ll smile while doing so…she’ll love you like no other, if you love her like no other…she’s crazy like that…a fucking mess…

And I want one…
— coachmw–Thoughts of a Silver Fox (via coachmw)

But never have I been a calm blue sea. I have always been a storm.— Stevie Nicks, Storms

The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all round him. She had become a physical necessity.— George Orwell, 1984

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Laws of my world..............If dust will be the only thing left from my love, my memories will remain to sieve them and the eyes that I dreamed I will frame them inside my soul and I will keep their light in a few tears…
If happiness would be scattered I will remember that I swore for nothing in the world to hurt the love from one heart. I will collect all my treasures in my hand and passing it through your hair I will make it bright and free so the sun lights can carry you on the fly where my heart calls you.If I will lose I’ll be glad that I had, if I will win I’ll give what I got and I will never forget that beyond joy and sadness I can always glimpse something to tell ‘I love you.’
<img src="https://38.media.tumblr.com/ad08e0bba8d906d9e7e61093f7a613d2/tumblr_nf1w5gAYTj1spygklo1_1280.jpg " width="450" />Laws of my world..............If dust will be the only thing left from my love, my memories will remain to sieve them and the eyes that I dreamed I will frame them inside my soul and I will keep their light in a few tears…<br /> If happiness would be scattered I will remember that I swore for nothing in the world to hurt the love from one heart. I will collect all my treasures in my hand and passing it through your hair I will make it bright and free so the sun lights can carry you on the fly where my heart calls you.If I will lose I’ll be glad that I had, if I will win I’ll give what I got and I will never forget that beyond joy and sadness I can always glimpse something to tell ‘I love you.’<img src="https://33.media.tumblr.com/d8f53208229d99b3e7df8a2da4590a2d/tumblr_nf1v32JxKQ1spygklo1_1280.jpg" width="450" />

Dreams – My Window to the sky..........What destiny carry you, hands, cold and tight in fists… I look at you and I feel like a condemned judging my mistakes by myself. Yes, I did many mistakes, willingly or not willingly, fighting brave or cowardly obeying, I won enough times it happen to win, I won no hero heart in my chest, of admiration in someone else breast, I got only the wounds, disappointment, regrets… A simple soldier wore by life through his own anonymous battles, injuring and being injured.Yet I know how to dream… Beautiful dreams so they can complain about their nostalgia, perhaps some look at me with scorn, a foolish dreamer and a loser, but still, when each war ends, defeated or victorious, what one will take on the other side? I’ll just take my dreams. I heard that there, dreams are actually reality, that there is nothing out there beside dreams… I am glad that here in such a world, I learned to dream beautiful.
<img src="https://33.media.tumblr.com/7ebfd8c95cab337edf8ce00e19a7a201/tumblr_nf27tjTw7L1spygklo1_1280.jpg " width="450" />Dreams – My Window to the sky..........What destiny carry you, hands, cold and tight in fists… I look at you and I feel like a condemned judging my mistakes by myself. Yes, I did many mistakes, willingly or not willingly, fighting brave or cowardly obeying, I won enough times it happen to win, I won no hero heart in my chest, of admiration in someone else breast, I got only the wounds, disappointment, regrets… A simple soldier wore by life through his own anonymous battles, injuring and being injured.Yet I know how to dream… Beautiful dreams so they can complain about their nostalgia, perhaps some look at me with scorn, a foolish dreamer and a loser, but still, when each war ends, defeated or victorious, what one will take on the other side? I’ll just take my dreams. I heard that there, dreams are actually reality, that there is nothing out there beside dreams… I am glad that here in such a world, I learned to dream beautiful.<img src="https://38.media.tumblr.com/1772c7e539ef1942c404c8e24161a8af/tumblr_nf24n4w2Ea1spygklo1_1280.jpg" width="450" />

Love, angel with wings torn by insane people, how can you beg on earth when in sky palaces are raised for you, people laugh by your red crying eyes and hugs are rewarded with palms. You, the mother of the humans, and father, sister, brother, sister, friend, lover or anything else you need to be, you, the salvage from the darkest sufferings, you who born everything is beautiful in the world. From so many hearts you listen your humble death conviction, from so many lips you get the lie venom.
You call hearts to you with gentle charm, they crucify you in piercings and they spit you with venereal diseases, in beauty you lure them, they rip it from you greedy and they wallow in the mud with her. You tell uplifting stories, you do miracles, but who to hear them and see them in a foggy and squeaky world as it never was. Love, angel with torn wings, I will trust you always the most because you are the bravest from all and the only one who will never give up
<img src="https://31.media.tumblr.com/265a17e810e20ce5cfa4b0af073b82b8/tumblr_nf285i632Y1spygklo1_1280.jpg " width="450" />Love, angel with wings torn by insane people, how can you beg on earth when in sky palaces are raised for you, people laugh by your red crying eyes and hugs are rewarded with palms. You, the mother of the humans, and father, sister, brother, sister, friend, lover or anything else you need to be, you, the salvage from the darkest sufferings, you who born everything is beautiful in the world. From so many hearts you listen your humble death conviction, from so many lips you get the lie venom.<br /> You call hearts to you with gentle charm, they crucify you in piercings and they spit you with venereal diseases, in beauty you lure them, they rip it from you greedy and they wallow in the mud with her. You tell uplifting stories, you do miracles, but who to hear them and see them in a foggy and squeaky world as it never was. Love, angel with torn wings, I will trust you always the most because you are the bravest from all and the only one who will never give up <img src="https://33.media.tumblr.com/ab449d2995b395f1e9f10c47d090a298/tumblr_nf27voShLN1spygklo1_1280.jpg" width="450" />

Funny love letters
So happy
Inside my heart nestled a sweet madness which impulse me to laugh alone and to be a daydreamer. You made me sick, you, the thief who steals my heart day after day but gives me kisses only from time to time. One day I will make you cry, 5 seconds at least, so that you will ask me a life ransom for this mistake. And I will offer it to you wrapped into a kiss which you will receive as careless as all my frivolous priceless gifts.
Difficult diseases cure with bitter pills, but for a life always beautiful and healthy I recommend a sweet syrup of charming love – it takes effect all the time and it makes you laugh alone, to dream with your eyes wide open and never get tired of kissing.
Funny love letters<br /> So happy<br /> <img src="https://31.media.tumblr.com/ed67aa2b9e6bd45916cc6a42478a3323/tumblr_nf2huc8oot1spygklo1_1280.jpg " width="450" />Inside my heart nestled a sweet madness which impulse me to laugh alone and to be a daydreamer. You made me sick, you, the thief who steals my heart day after day but gives me kisses only from time to time. One day I will make you cry, 5 seconds at least, so that you will ask me a life ransom for this mistake. And I will offer it to you wrapped into a kiss which you will receive as careless as all my frivolous priceless gifts.<br /> Difficult diseases cure with bitter pills, but for a life always beautiful and healthy I recommend a sweet syrup of charming love – it takes effect all the time and it makes you laugh alone, to dream with your eyes wide open and never get tired of kissing. <img src="https://33.media.tumblr.com/268a558149755410f5afac7c319ca961/tumblr_nf2hq5oMxj1spygklo1_1280.jpg " width="450" />

Funny love letters

I have a thousand lovers and when I come home on the alley they all bend to kiss me … Oh, sweet daisies, pansies, gladiolus, how much I love you all because you wear the perfumes of my lover, just as I love the sky who mirrors her eyes and the night and the rain that are my accomplices in the games of love I play with her.
One thousand angels seemed to carry her on their arms when I saw her for the first time and I didn't even dared to dream but the heart, of course, broke and drag me like a slave to her feet. And as an angel she is, she came to my love as a butterfly comes to the light during night and she pile me with a heavenly love and I reborn for her as she wanted to be. And now I am happy and I love the entire world, and I have one thousand lovers bending to kiss my legs when I come across the path… at her. One day wings will grow to me from so much love and happiness and you will also come back home. And I will come with you…

Funny love letters<br /> <br /> I have a thousand lovers and when I come home on the alley they all bend to kiss me … Oh, sweet daisies, pansies, gladiolus, how much I love you all because you wear the perfumes of my lover, just as I love the sky who mirrors her eyes and the night and the rain that are my accomplices in the games of love I play with her.<br /> <img src="https://33.media.tumblr.com/c93a71beb77a01c64c7b4cc1084699d5/tumblr_nf2itr4wow1spygklo1_1280.jpg " width="450" />One thousand angels seemed to carry her on their arms when I saw her for the first time and I didn't even dared to dream but the heart, of course, broke and drag me like a slave to her feet. And as an angel she is, she came to my love as a butterfly comes to the light during night and she pile me with a heavenly love and I reborn for her as she wanted to be. And now I am happy and I love the entire world, and I have one thousand lovers bending to kiss my legs when I come across the path… at her. One day wings will grow to me from so much love and happiness and you will also come back home. And I will come with you…<br /> <img src="https://38.media.tumblr.com/1bccf51c7dd0833c0c9be0f7d40f1640/tumblr_nf2i11okv61spygklo1_1280.jpg " width="450" />

1000 love letters for him
Dreams – My Window to the sky…>What destiny carry you, hands, cold and tight in fists… I look at you and I feel like a condemned judging my mistakes by myself. Yes, I did many mistakes, willingly or not willingly, fighting brave or cowardly obeying, I won enough times it happen to win, I won no hero heart in my chest, of admiration in someone else breast, I got only the wounds, disappointment, regrets… A simple soldier wore by life through his own anonymous battles, injuring and being injured.Yet I know how to dream… Beautiful dreams so they can complain about their nostalgia, perhaps some look at me with scorn, a foolish dreamer and a loser, but still, when each war ends, defeated or victorious, what one will take on the other side? I’ll just take my dreams. I heard that there, dreams are actually reality, that there is nothing out there beside dreams… I am glad that here in such a world, I learned to dream beautiful.