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And who needs all this power, all this energy.
for those who cultivate this beauty that soon sfiorirà, with whom I look at it.
are beautiful, and I feel good. They are inviting. They are attractive, as demonstrated by the fact that hardly remain indifferent to those who know me, so it's not arrogance. Sometimes I wish that the appeal was not, to then have someone stay with me, even though there is nothing more than a friendship. Friendships do not last.
I have this beauty. This fascination. This determination, this energy.
This ability to do things to emerge from my ashes. They are of pure non-trivial, please do to others with my presence, at least while it lasts, at least until hard, before marching as happens every time, before the others find out that I am human and disappoint them.
I love in a unique way, as far as I have said, my sex is perfect, and the sex got to my fans is definitely beyond the average. Because I love to share the pleasure and love, is my aim and I would not if I could fine. I have not done as many times as I knew I would not have turned out well.
I have everything ready, music, books, movies, and give it to someone, to share the pleasure with someone, because I just, like, do not give.
It all seems useless.
are now just one town not wanted and now I will not belong to me, I will not penetrate me, I do not accept to become my own.
I thought of you and when you were my muse.
to those who share. A
when singing in two voices Something stupid.
do not know what came over me, but I sent a message that says
And then I go and spoil it all By
Saying something stupid like
only because I hope that I could not, keep singing, and you will be forced to responds with a message telling me I love you .
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Rosemont Theatre Seats In Orchestra Pit
Fanfiction: The worst temptation
0.1_ I hate kids ...
I hated the kids, they are persistent, curious ... Hyperactive.
not stand their whining, crying for their reasons futile and foolish.
... I hate their tears.
I have an indescribable nuisance to hear them screaming, trampling and fighting each other to tease or just a piece of bread.
I was kid, and even then watching certain scenes provoked scorn me ... For all those useless outbursts, as if it serves to achieve something.
On the contrary, I have always been calm, impassive to any little thing.
I never understood why certain attitudes ... I've never understood the need for so much fuss in order to get something ...
... I hated the kids, and still hate them.
0_ First time I saw HIM.
The blade, still leaking blood, was turned down as if to indicate that lifeless body.
He enjoyed the blood spilled from their victims ...
... He enjoyed, and then looked at me as if to say: "okay?"
I nodded and he never stopped smiling.
"Wow ... You're still better than what they say"
My astonishment at seeing such a young guy to be capable of such actions only served to increase my curiosity.
"You may remember your name?"
"Gin Ichimaru Gin ..."
I asked him to come with me to join my plot ... So young would learn a lot more than anyone else for that step.
He followed me without batting an eye: did not ask me anything ... Neither of my intentions ... or what would happen to him.
He followed me and that's it, without having anything to say: no objection or question as a hound ... Guided by his master.
Since that night, Gin became like a shadow for me, and he and I ... we were inseparable forever.
And then ... The worst temptation.
I went to bed early that night, the next day was a tiring day.
Stripped of my kimono on the bed I lay quiet beginning to contemplate the ceiling waiting for sleep to come and find me.
Shortly after I fell asleep.
I remember a strange dream in which someone was calling me from far away ... But it was as if I feel good because I could not gauge his distance was too vague ... But he was watching me ... And I felt myself observed.
slowly opened his eyes, was still of the night ... maybe two or three in the morning.
Slowly I turned around with facing to the right ...
That's when I saw him: standing next to my bed.
I looked down ... She smiled, her head a bit 'tilted to the left.
I wondered what he was doing there, that child at that time of night ... So, still, motionless as a statue to look like that.
At first I tried to ask him with her eyes hoping that he could understand me so well, but since he had no reaction, I tried with the words:
"Gin ... What are you doing here?"
He was still a bit 'in the same position and only a few seconds to mention a single, quick answer:
"Wait ..."
squeezed his eyes still do not understand:
" What do you expect? "
" I was waiting for you woke up ... "
My amazement grew even more ... I could not understand the intentions of that child, the more I did questions the more I realized that I had not had before, could not be a normal kid:
"Why?"
tried to obtain explanations trying to talk to him, asking him whatever I had helped to justify his strange attitude:
"Why was waiting for ... I Woke Up, Gin? "
This time he gave a slight sigh, as if he had realized that the pose was becoming unchangeable monotonous and tiring to my eyes:
" I wanted to ask permission to sleep here with you '... But tonight it did not seem appropriate to wake up ... So I was waiting for. "He explained calmly.
I remained speechless, not so much for the request that Gin had made me as to what he had decided to do: he would remain there, still waiting for my awakening and, if need be, he would wait until in the morning. Then now when it was day, he decided to try again the next night ...
... I do not know to much ... But I had already realized that his mind was not as much.
I watched amazed as he patiently waited for an answer.
was late ... It was cold, so cold. I did not want to ask the reason for his request, nor of angry ... So I nodded and hospitality to my warm bed.
came quietly into my hole with his puny little body being careful not to issue any kind of noise, only a slight rub of sheets.
I made sure that he had settled on the other side before you turn around and turn off the light.
lying sideways on the right side, in front of me I saw only the white of the wall a bit 'obscured by night and by the complete absence of light ... And although that image so boring to the eye, there was boredom he could transport me back in happy sleep from which I was suddenly awakened.
So, I waited patiently for the tiredness I wear without difficulty in defeating a state of total unconsciousness.
But it was all in vain ... As I tried to convince me that I should sleep ... As I tried to maddeningly close eye ... There seemed to be something that would block insistently my intentions.
And it was only a few minutes later that I understood the reason for this confusion:
I felt uncomfortable.
sensed the presence of too illegally occupy my refuge ... I felt restless spread deep into my body, roll with my blood, spread like an infection in my veins and throbbing violently with my heartbeat.
choked ...
choked wrapped a snake bites ... And clutching clutching ... And I wanted to.
I could not feel comfortable, whatever you think, no matter what I tried to do to distract me ... he was always there behind me, watching my thoughts.
He stood back to contemplate the same white wall and pretending to be interested in taking me around again.
My body was numb, my limbs paralyzed and my mind filled with anxieties and fears.
...
But I stopped breathing altogether when I felt something grab the left sleeve of my shihakusho.
Slowly I turned her eyes towards Gin.
I did not see anything ... The room was too dark and too small for him to shine. Moreover, the mere movement of the eyes can not made me the visual of what was going on behind my back.
Suddenly I felt something rubbing with heat up to my shoulder blades ...
His head.
I took courage and I turned to him ... pervades, though given off that stuffy feeling, there remained a child.
I turned ... And at the same time when I did, Gin gaze moved upward to cross my eyes. He looked sleepy and looked at me as if you were wondering something.
sighed, and after a while 'time we contemplate him, I gave him my question:
"... What is it?" I said. "Can not sleep?"
I had to wait a while 'before he found the strength to answer the overhanging Fatigue
"No ..." he said simply.
We were silent a few minutes until Gin did not let me once again by asking stucco demand a very blurred
"... You feel you too, right?"
"What?"
"horrible feeling"
Sgranai eyes slightly and asked if he was feeling the profound discomfort with which I was to live since I left sit next to me:
"Yes" So I argued for more "You also ?
Gin shook his head, assuming an expression unusually melancholy
"No ..." he said weakly, "... It 's so unbearable?" He wanted to know then.
We pondered a bit '... it was not unbearable, but I would certainly prefer to be free soon.
"No. .. It is not unbearable."
He looked down:
"You know ... It 's for this reason that people turn away from me," said , shyly hiding in the soft pillow "I do not ... I do it on purpose "
began to feel strangely sorry for him ... It was amazing, until then my concerns had always revolved around me and the suffering of others I had never touched at all.
Funny, I kept looking at him tenderly as he rubbed that tearful little face on the pillow to hold back sobs.
Infuse was not so bad for a kid ... At least Gin had a valid reason than to give vent to tears.
I began to think that that kid had only need of affection, someone who understood him, someone he could keep up despite the horror side flowing from his aura.
I came to wonder why he chose me, I just brats that I have always detested.
I came to the conclusion that probably Gin must have seen me in a kind of father ... Who knows what had happened to his parents, maybe he had been abandoned somewhere after warning that something was wrong with their son.
"What a pity," I thought without realizing that with the right hand who knows how long I began to stroke his hair.
smiled. Who would have thought that one day I would come about?
Suddenly I heard the skeletal arms of Gin surround the neck and her legs do the same with my life.
I was literally stuck so I could hear the beat of his heart beating fast as that of a small pet.
I sat in the supine position and I returned the embrace.
"You know, infuse you and I are not so different" I argued quietly.
He said nothing and began to stir even more by making that hug felt. I began to caress her hair with one hand, the other the back trying to calm him. We went on like this for a while 'til I felt something hard push on my belly ...
"...!?"
Sgranai eyes hoping that it was only the knot of his belt.
But I soon confirmed it was wrong when I heard the moans echo in the right ear where Gin was resting with his head.
"Nh ... .. Ahh ..."
I tried to stay calm if nothing had happened and hoping that sleep would soon stop.
After all, I could not tell him anything ...
So I decided to wait to be able to get tired enough to sleep. In the meantime I tried to think of anything else focusing on the meeting at which a few hours later I had to take part ...
... Nh ... Ahh ... "
"Shit! Fuck Gin! I'm trying to distract me close that toilet! "... It was what I only think in that moment while Gin was still rubbing on me pressing my abs more heat where you were the hardest.
I took a big sigh, trying to resist that temptation dirty that would make me sick, a pervert ... someone with no dignity.
I tried not to listen to nothing but my breath as I felt the best snuggle her soft cheek on my neck.
began to tremble like a frightened pet idea that at any moment I would probably have lost the capacity for self control and end up getting carried away by those moans louder and louder begging my participation:
"Ahh ... Hmmm ... Nh ... ... "
Never in all my life I found myself facing a similar situation: never my confidence began to falter in this way make us weak and vulnerable to such an extent that they are unable to distinguish fantasy and rationality.
Even during a fight I had never felt so lost, scared ... hopeless.
It was as if in front of me had a terrible enemy, an enemy to be killed even at the cost of living.
The sweat on his forehead as he began to colarmi after a long battle ... In fact I was fighting the battle ...
... Against Gin,
... Against pleasure,
... against myself.
But as far as trying to defend him was always there trying to attract me with its sinister power ...
I took my right hand from the back of Gin and brought in between my legs began to masturbate.
He continued his work as if nothing had happened ... Probably had not even noticed the absence of my hand on her back.
continue her dance going up and down movements with continuous, incessant. And while she moaned with excitement because of the strong white hands grabbed my clothes clutching the fabric more and getting stronger every second.
"MNH ... ... Ahh ...!"
Shortly after I stopped and patted his head and lowered my left hand at of his buttocks, causing him to push harder.
grabbed forcefully dragging her pelvis down making them feel the heavy difference between us.
began to rub for good on my hard listening carefully to every moan coming from his thin lips.
... Nh ... Aaahh! "
He liked ... Oh, fuck him if he liked!
I never felt so good until then ... What I was doing was not even a bang but he knew a thousand times more excited. I was dying to throw him but I realized that if my control had degenerated to that step I could have killed him.
So I just trying to continue that way anyway to meet his little whim.
I tried to add some 'flavor of our night begins to gently lick her skeletal fingers of one hand.
Shortly after forced him to grab my penis and show the simple mechanism of masturbation.
We continued that way until I reach orgasm freeing all of my seed.
I was a bit 'firm in that position trying to catch air and then I sat cross-legged, resting the back of Gin to my chest.
was still shiver of excitement in his eyes and begged me to put an end to the eagerly waiting. Therefore concluded that leaving the work he abandons himself to the pleasure of an orgasm yet not too mature.
Weary and tired, she fell on me giving up the little head on my chest.
stayed like that for a couple of minutes and then he looked up at the crossing My eyes:
"Aizen ..." He said pronouncing my name with a weak voice:
"... You will be forever with me, right?" He asked me exhausted.
I looked at him again, stroking his hair sweaty:
"Yes, Gin"
Shortly after he wrapped his arms still around my neck and was silent.
"Gin ..." I said, drawing his attention.
"That feeling that emanates ..." I began to ask while returning to listen to me.
"... ... Have you ever thought of using it as a weapon against others?"
...
He looked at me.
Then she smiled.
0.1_ I hate kids ...
I hated the kids, they are persistent, curious ... Hyperactive.
not stand their whining, crying for their reasons futile and foolish.
... I hate their tears.
I have an indescribable nuisance to hear them screaming, trampling and fighting each other to tease or just a piece of bread.
I was kid, and even then watching certain scenes provoked scorn me ... For all those useless outbursts, as if it serves to achieve something.
On the contrary, I have always been calm, impassive to any little thing.
I never understood why certain attitudes ... I've never understood the need for so much fuss in order to get something ...
... I hated the kids, and still hate them.
0_ First time I saw HIM.
The blade, still leaking blood, was turned down as if to indicate that lifeless body.
He enjoyed the blood spilled from their victims ...
... He enjoyed, and then looked at me as if to say: "okay?"
I nodded and he never stopped smiling.
"Wow ... You're still better than what they say"
My astonishment at seeing such a young guy to be capable of such actions only served to increase my curiosity.
"You may remember your name?"
"Gin Ichimaru Gin ..."
I asked him to come with me to join my plot ... So young would learn a lot more than anyone else for that step.
He followed me without batting an eye: did not ask me anything ... Neither of my intentions ... or what would happen to him.
He followed me and that's it, without having anything to say: no objection or question as a hound ... Guided by his master.
Since that night, Gin became like a shadow for me, and he and I ... we were inseparable forever.
And then ... The worst temptation.
I went to bed early that night, the next day was a tiring day.
Stripped of my kimono on the bed I lay quiet beginning to contemplate the ceiling waiting for sleep to come and find me.
Shortly after I fell asleep.
I remember a strange dream in which someone was calling me from far away ... But it was as if I feel good because I could not gauge his distance was too vague ... But he was watching me ... And I felt myself observed.
slowly opened his eyes, was still of the night ... maybe two or three in the morning.
Slowly I turned around with facing to the right ...
That's when I saw him: standing next to my bed.
I looked down ... She smiled, her head a bit 'tilted to the left.
I wondered what he was doing there, that child at that time of night ... So, still, motionless as a statue to look like that.
At first I tried to ask him with her eyes hoping that he could understand me so well, but since he had no reaction, I tried with the words:
"Gin ... What are you doing here?"
He was still a bit 'in the same position and only a few seconds to mention a single, quick answer:
"Wait ..."
squeezed his eyes still do not understand:
" What do you expect? "
" I was waiting for you woke up ... "
My amazement grew even more ... I could not understand the intentions of that child, the more I did questions the more I realized that I had not had before, could not be a normal kid:
"Why?"
tried to obtain explanations trying to talk to him, asking him whatever I had helped to justify his strange attitude:
"Why was waiting for ... I Woke Up, Gin? "
This time he gave a slight sigh, as if he had realized that the pose was becoming unchangeable monotonous and tiring to my eyes:
" I wanted to ask permission to sleep here with you '... But tonight it did not seem appropriate to wake up ... So I was waiting for. "He explained calmly.
I remained speechless, not so much for the request that Gin had made me as to what he had decided to do: he would remain there, still waiting for my awakening and, if need be, he would wait until in the morning. Then now when it was day, he decided to try again the next night ...
... I do not know to much ... But I had already realized that his mind was not as much.
I watched amazed as he patiently waited for an answer.
was late ... It was cold, so cold. I did not want to ask the reason for his request, nor of angry ... So I nodded and hospitality to my warm bed.
came quietly into my hole with his puny little body being careful not to issue any kind of noise, only a slight rub of sheets.
I made sure that he had settled on the other side before you turn around and turn off the light.
lying sideways on the right side, in front of me I saw only the white of the wall a bit 'obscured by night and by the complete absence of light ... And although that image so boring to the eye, there was boredom he could transport me back in happy sleep from which I was suddenly awakened.
So, I waited patiently for the tiredness I wear without difficulty in defeating a state of total unconsciousness.
But it was all in vain ... As I tried to convince me that I should sleep ... As I tried to maddeningly close eye ... There seemed to be something that would block insistently my intentions.
And it was only a few minutes later that I understood the reason for this confusion:
I felt uncomfortable.
sensed the presence of too illegally occupy my refuge ... I felt restless spread deep into my body, roll with my blood, spread like an infection in my veins and throbbing violently with my heartbeat.
choked ...
choked wrapped a snake bites ... And clutching clutching ... And I wanted to.
I could not feel comfortable, whatever you think, no matter what I tried to do to distract me ... he was always there behind me, watching my thoughts.
's still ... The effect that this gin does to people:
I feel ...
few minutes before approaching ...
A moment before they turn the corner ...
Its smell is already in the air.
He stood back to contemplate the same white wall and pretending to be interested in taking me around again.
My body was numb, my limbs paralyzed and my mind filled with anxieties and fears.
...
But I stopped breathing altogether when I felt something grab the left sleeve of my shihakusho.
Slowly I turned her eyes towards Gin.
I did not see anything ... The room was too dark and too small for him to shine. Moreover, the mere movement of the eyes can not made me the visual of what was going on behind my back.
Suddenly I felt something rubbing with heat up to my shoulder blades ...
His head.
I took courage and I turned to him ... pervades, though given off that stuffy feeling, there remained a child.
I turned ... And at the same time when I did, Gin gaze moved upward to cross my eyes. He looked sleepy and looked at me as if you were wondering something.
sighed, and after a while 'time we contemplate him, I gave him my question:
"... What is it?" I said. "Can not sleep?"
I had to wait a while 'before he found the strength to answer the overhanging Fatigue
"No ..." he said simply.
We were silent a few minutes until Gin did not let me once again by asking stucco demand a very blurred
"... You feel you too, right?"
"What?"
"horrible feeling"
Sgranai eyes slightly and asked if he was feeling the profound discomfort with which I was to live since I left sit next to me:
"Yes" So I argued for more "You also ?
Gin shook his head, assuming an expression unusually melancholy
"No ..." he said weakly, "... It 's so unbearable?" He wanted to know then.
We pondered a bit '... it was not unbearable, but I would certainly prefer to be free soon.
"No. .. It is not unbearable."
He looked down:
"You know ... It 's for this reason that people turn away from me," said , shyly hiding in the soft pillow "I do not ... I do it on purpose "
began to feel strangely sorry for him ... It was amazing, until then my concerns had always revolved around me and the suffering of others I had never touched at all.
Funny, I kept looking at him tenderly as he rubbed that tearful little face on the pillow to hold back sobs.
Infuse was not so bad for a kid ... At least Gin had a valid reason than to give vent to tears.
I began to think that that kid had only need of affection, someone who understood him, someone he could keep up despite the horror side flowing from his aura.
I came to wonder why he chose me, I just brats that I have always detested.
I came to the conclusion that probably Gin must have seen me in a kind of father ... Who knows what had happened to his parents, maybe he had been abandoned somewhere after warning that something was wrong with their son.
"What a pity," I thought without realizing that with the right hand who knows how long I began to stroke his hair.
smiled. Who would have thought that one day I would come about?
Suddenly I heard the skeletal arms of Gin surround the neck and her legs do the same with my life.
I was literally stuck so I could hear the beat of his heart beating fast as that of a small pet.
I sat in the supine position and I returned the embrace.
"You know, infuse you and I are not so different" I argued quietly.
He said nothing and began to stir even more by making that hug felt. I began to caress her hair with one hand, the other the back trying to calm him. We went on like this for a while 'til I felt something hard push on my belly ...
"...!?"
Sgranai eyes hoping that it was only the knot of his belt.
But I soon confirmed it was wrong when I heard the moans echo in the right ear where Gin was resting with his head.
"Nh ... .. Ahh ..."
I tried to stay calm if nothing had happened and hoping that sleep would soon stop.
After all, I could not tell him anything ...
was clearly unaware of what he was doing ...
he knew was that he liked ...
... And what more would continue, would have enjoyed more.
So I decided to wait to be able to get tired enough to sleep. In the meantime I tried to think of anything else focusing on the meeting at which a few hours later I had to take part ...
... Nh ... Ahh ... "
"Shit! Fuck Gin! I'm trying to distract me close that toilet! "... It was what I only think in that moment while Gin was still rubbing on me pressing my abs more heat where you were the hardest.
I took a big sigh, trying to resist that temptation dirty that would make me sick, a pervert ... someone with no dignity.
I tried not to listen to nothing but my breath as I felt the best snuggle her soft cheek on my neck.
began to tremble like a frightened pet idea that at any moment I would probably have lost the capacity for self control and end up getting carried away by those moans louder and louder begging my participation:
"Ahh ... Hmmm ... Nh ... ... "
Never in all my life I found myself facing a similar situation: never my confidence began to falter in this way make us weak and vulnerable to such an extent that they are unable to distinguish fantasy and rationality.
Even during a fight I had never felt so lost, scared ... hopeless.
It was as if in front of me had a terrible enemy, an enemy to be killed even at the cost of living.
The sweat on his forehead as he began to colarmi after a long battle ... In fact I was fighting the battle ...
... Against Gin,
... Against pleasure,
... against myself.
But as far as trying to defend him was always there trying to attract me with its sinister power ...
... At that moment, no sword was more difficult to handle.
I took my right hand from the back of Gin and brought in between my legs began to masturbate.
He continued his work as if nothing had happened ... Probably had not even noticed the absence of my hand on her back.
continue her dance going up and down movements with continuous, incessant. And while she moaned with excitement because of the strong white hands grabbed my clothes clutching the fabric more and getting stronger every second.
"MNH ... ... Ahh ...!"
Shortly after I stopped and patted his head and lowered my left hand at of his buttocks, causing him to push harder.
I had totally lost control of the situation.
grabbed forcefully dragging her pelvis down making them feel the heavy difference between us.
began to rub for good on my hard listening carefully to every moan coming from his thin lips.
... Nh ... Aaahh! "
He liked ... Oh, fuck him if he liked!
I never felt so good until then ... What I was doing was not even a bang but he knew a thousand times more excited. I was dying to throw him but I realized that if my control had degenerated to that step I could have killed him.
So I just trying to continue that way anyway to meet his little whim.
I tried to add some 'flavor of our night begins to gently lick her skeletal fingers of one hand.
Shortly after forced him to grab my penis and show the simple mechanism of masturbation.
We continued that way until I reach orgasm freeing all of my seed.
I was a bit 'firm in that position trying to catch air and then I sat cross-legged, resting the back of Gin to my chest.
was still shiver of excitement in his eyes and begged me to put an end to the eagerly waiting. Therefore concluded that leaving the work he abandons himself to the pleasure of an orgasm yet not too mature.
Weary and tired, she fell on me giving up the little head on my chest.
stayed like that for a couple of minutes and then he looked up at the crossing My eyes:
"Aizen ..." He said pronouncing my name with a weak voice:
"... You will be forever with me, right?" He asked me exhausted.
I looked at him again, stroking his hair sweaty:
"Yes, Gin"
Shortly after he wrapped his arms still around my neck and was silent.
"Gin ..." I said, drawing his attention.
"That feeling that emanates ..." I began to ask while returning to listen to me.
"... ... Have you ever thought of using it as a weapon against others?"
...
He looked at me.
Then she smiled.
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