He came in without knocking. The harsh afternoon sun was reflected in his eyes. The shade of ageless Mara trees, cool and dominant, was dancing between his lithe fingers. There was only a moment, a mo… more →
Natasha wrote 4 hours ago: He came in without knocking. The harsh afternoon sun was reflected in his eyes. The shade of ageless … more →
ucenicool wrote 3 months ago: Încuiaţi uşile, baricadaţi ferestrele şi astupaţi hornul! Nu, nu e o glumă! E un anunţ de urgenţă! V … more →
Natasha wrote 3 months ago: The secret is laid carefully, over the Formica topped, tea stained canteen table; like dew drops lai … more →
ucenicool wrote 5 months ago: Poza de mai jos este un adevarat cosmar… Ea reflecta nivelul de inteligenta al pitzipoancelor … more →
Natasha wrote 6 months ago: “My life. You electrify my life, So let’s conspire to ignite, All those souls who would die Just to … more →
Natasha wrote 6 months ago: Sleepy silence Creeps up on my skin; It goes through my veins. Runs with the red cells Of my blood … more →
ucenicool wrote 6 months ago: Ce se vede acolo? Încă nu i-ai dezlipit eticheta? Probabil că pozai si tu artistic pentru un portret … more →