Laughter ... I love to laugh) I like straight to tears poured laugh and realize that you have something happy) Although, to be honest, I have a very good life and I like it almost all and therefore I laugh always sincerely))) and then minute and something turned over in the mind ... Your first touch as if to take the body ... yes, yesterday you knit is not the body, and soul ... the rope bites into it and squeezed the emotions and memories of it ... I was reminded of a balloon, which is compressed and he is about to burst ... why it is so yesterday behaved to me the secret ... maybe it's ti...

Laughter ... I love to laugh) I like straight to tears poured laugh and realize that you have something happy) Although, to be honest, I have a very good life and I like it almost all and therefore I laugh always sincerely))) and then minute and something turned over in the mind ... Your first touch as if to take the body ... yes, yesterday you knit is not the body, and soul ... the rope bites into it and squeezed the emotions and memories of it ... I was reminded of a balloon, which is compressed and he is about to burst ... why it is so yesterday behaved to me the secret ... maybe it's time to just ... I'm trying so hard not to think it, that at some point it becomes impossible to keep everything .... A good way to surrender to the ropes .... It is a pity that they could not speak, they would tell to what they touch ... .. they even know more than I do ....

When you tied my hands became very hot ... I remembered the summer ... the sea ... and little me ... a of 10 years and a turning point in his life ... and scared ... I know that our body is very unique and every body is not only responsible for human activity, but also reflects his mentality ... the fear ... it is so long and so much accumulated in my life ... until I touched the rope ... sometimes I just want to sit down with ropes ... they both carry the pain and pleasure ... and I love the one and the other ... it is a pain, and it alone gives me feel alive ... to feel that I exist ... so I never had enough love, I found solace in another ... I like to see the man who ruled over me ... I like to know that I am helpless ... excites me a man who can by their actions make me feel ... I do not remember your actions, but I remember the reaction of the soul to your touch ... I remember your hands ... remember breathing ... I remember that I like fainted ... and I do not even heard sounds ... but inside, like screaming ... it is strange that I was crying when I write ...

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