I Hate That Shit Profoundly When The Value Of A Human Being Is Measured By What They Can Afford, When

I don't want my touch to go unnoticed. I want it to shake your existence, to make your skin shiver and your body tremble, to set your blood boiling inside your veins. And if that's not the case, you'd better stay away from me.

This obscurity doesn't frighten the shit out of me, we both are so similar to each other, I'd stare at the abyss and I'd see a reflection of my body, if you ever believed that the notion of colors doesn't exist, you will turn blind but at least awake for eternity...

Remember when we were about to jump into the waves? You grabbed my hand with all your strength and said to me, *'Just know that if I hold your hand, I will never let it go.'* Then we jumped, and the waves crashed over us while our hands were still clasped together. I still don't know if he was just talking about the game we were playing, or if he was trying to tell me how faithful he is. However, even the pressure of the water couldn't tear us apart... Summer has been over for months now. I’ve tried going out on several dates, but whenever someone tries to get close to me, I see him in my memory. He took my soul with him and flew away, and now I’m no longer capable of falling in love again. My heart already belongs to him.

Screw the dump instinct that tends to weed us out from living at night, there's no such thing as loneliness once you are staring at a cloudy sky, the stars barley showing themselves shyly behind the clouds, as the wind can't cease make them sway, my pulse elevating captivated by the beauty of the immense sky, so close to heaven yet immersed in it, for a fleeting moment I'm nothing, and what a pleasure of being inexistant, breathing out, this can't be yanked out of me, it belongs to me, God, there's something I own in this mortal world, my mind whirls yet it's floating, I'm dead and yet breathing, I'm soft but somehow ruthless, I'm so close but for heaven's sake so distant, who am I ? The sun rised and you opened your swollen eyes..you've been dreaming..

And God whispered in my ear, "How long is it going to take you to surrender to my rules?" With dignity and pride, I responded, "Your possession of the rules doesn’t mean our submission to them. You really have to let us go." This time, He didn’t whisper; He spoke in my own voice and said loudly, "Wake up, little girl. You’ve fallen into the trap again. You’re way too smart." But this time, the truth invaded my spirit. I could feel it coursing through my veins:"I am you, while you are me " . A sudden thunder erupted. I’m right..I’m nobody.

He was staring at her with intense glares capable of evaporating her in an instant. The bubble of mystery around him was unreachable. However, beside her dark and irresistible beauty, her intelligence was the most attractive thing about her..the way her eyes shone as if she knew what was not supposed to be known. As a wizard, it was difficult to avoid her sarcastic mouth.... His hands so rebellious found their way around her neck, her body under his, and finally someone could take control of her... her eyes were fixed on his, it was such a long eyes contact that spoke louder than words, he got closer to her ears, caressing that gentle spot with his warm breath, it was so hard for her not to moan demanding more of him..

- What would you do now, princesse ? I really can do whatever I've ever wished for with this body of yours...

Desperately, she tried to shake off his hand, even screaming in pain as she pretended to suffer from his violence. Her screams coursed through his veins., now he wants more, he needs more, she's playing so dangerously.. this war of lust never ends well..

-You are taking control of my body, while in reality, I'm the one controlling your mind. Everything you desire from me is, in reality, what I exactly need from you. So don’t fucking stop..

He smirks, looking at every inch of her as if she was his praise, his prey, he owned her in the most cruel way.. his lips were so thirsty to touch her soft ones, they finally touched, and a thunder of passion erupted. She dove into his obscurity while he returned from his expulsion. For a long moment, it was just the two of them, tasting each other for eternity. He was intense, slow and she couldn't help but moan in his mouth...

I saw a crazy guy on the street.. for a fleeting moment I found myself pitying him.. then after a while.. I wondered if he might pity us as well... the fact that we consider ourselves superior only because we are aware of our existence is crazy enough.. it's like someone who is so proud of having nerves throughout his body..unaware that those nerves are the reason he experiences significant pain from the start.. how pathetic !

The plot has never failed to excite me and keep me interested..but what do you mean by repeating the same script over and over.. expecting me to give a fuck... anyway this love is getting so cold.. and I crave what you can't afford..

They mention your name, unaware of its superpower over my existence, my cold features didn't reflect how burned I am from the inside, I smiled instead of weeping, my arrogance self couldn't be shattered by a name, yet I let the shadow of yours devour me, I kept running away but as an immortal curse.. it grabbed my hand gently and took me back to you.. but where the hell are you ?

I've been craving summer for decades the season where the heat compensates you for the loneliness of being human. Where the sun dares to descend lower and burn the miserable coffin, which mostly forgets its lost identity, being nothing more than human skin~