Where Is That Animal Instinct?

[thepictureofseila]

We don't talk anymore Like we used to do We don't love anymore What was all of it for? I just heard you found the one you've been looking You've been looking for I wish I would have known that wasn't me Cause even after all this time I still wonder Why I can't move on Just the way you did so easily That we don't talk anymore I just hope you're lying next to somebody Who knows how to love you like me There must be a good reason that you're gone Every now and then I think you Might want me to come show up at your door But I'm just too afraid that I'll be wrong Don't wanna know If you're looking into her eyes If she's holding onto you so tight the way I did before I overdosed Should've known your love was a game Now I can't get you out of my brain Oh, it's such a shame That we don't talk anymore.

[thepictureofseila]

#poledance #polefitness #polelife my spare time addiction

[thepictureofseila]

In the smoke I go With music by my side So I don't feel alone I catch a white wine ride. There are days like this one Foggy and hazy inside and out Who rings a door bell at my home Is someone I can't live without Ring it, you are my piece

[thepictureofseila]

Попозже о нем.

[jetsetter-life]

[thepictureofseila]

Lovely.

[thepictureofseila]

Sometimes I look in the past to remind myself how valuable I could be to someone. I am not afraid to say I was broken. It was 6 years of my life and honestly I’m still not knowing how to deal with it. Who I really am apart from this bracket of time.

[thepictureofseila]

Мы сидели на лавочке и читали свои любимые стихотворения. На испанском и русском переводя на английский. Это был приятно-необычный вечер.

[thepictureofseila]

Если не говорить о боли вслух то может будет не так больно.

[thepictureofseila]

Позволь станцевать для тебя. Ты так далек и я хочу что бы ты стал ближе. Я хочу раствориться в твоем огне.

[thepictureofseila]

У нас ярко и солнечно

[vivigav-deactivated20251003]

"Если ты отказываешься от человека на время, значит ты отказываешься от него навсегда." прости,lbvf/ это правда. 

[thepictureofseila]

July 8th, 2013. Beautiful Barcelona with a man I want to love all my life..but somehow I know it is very difficult for us to be together and is possible to achieve happiness only with help. Passionate he met me at the airport and coldly said good bye today. I'm not really sure why he agreed to this trip. I realized that with him I need to expect the unexpected. Truly impossible to predict. If it is a disorder, it would be a favorite one in my book. Days 1,2,3:he wanted to take me right away from the plane. Got ready to go out and had some lunch at ikea :). Took subway at Espana to go to see some old buildings, chapels and ended up at the beach. But Saturday night was the best of all with wine and incredible pleasures in the bed. Also another memorable moment was coming out at Pl. Europa to the hotel. The air of the night, quiet place and benches.

[thepictureofseila]

Seems like what I needed was a hug from someone who cares. I miss you and don't want to let you go. It's unusual since I let you go so many many times...

[thepictureofseila]

Когда ты сегодня сказал: "Доброе Утро"- я поняла что оно действительно доброе...💙

[thepictureofseila]

What makes him special is not that he is tall, dark and handsome, but the fact that he is my only male friend that is not an ex. He gives me the most flattering compliments and I call him an abnormal youngest child. He is very close to my ideal of mans outer beauty.

[thepictureofseila]

Кто бы мог подумать что я болею вами, нет это немыслимо так как все что было травою поросло. I left my love in Barcelona where the last time I was yours.

[thepictureofseila]

Arabic Tales

Turn up your fantasy Respond to my responses And maybe ending scene Will magnify your chances

I never heard your name before And I forgot it a few times, But i remember date of four And how your cufflink shines

The city’s running through the ride I think I wore too much perfume The dance, the kiss, the glimpse of pride, The hollowness of bright red room..

The bittersweet momentum turns, And twists and brines in brown eyes The new me for some reason mourns And envies Past me time to time

This goes away when your head tilts And laying softly on my lap, I won’t forget how safe it feels When our fingers overlap.