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NinoBud
Ryan, we're getting old and techie and we still don't have each other. Don't let love become a clever game used as a disguise to deceive people. we are our pain and our condemnation. the poison in our veins. Your gaze shows, it's my mirror. and if you think my love is possessive, I'll answer you. "Wherever you go, I'll follow you. I'm not a witness to anyone, I accompany myself only. But I am close to you. I am capable of anything. I love you like an animal. I don't know what it is to love well. Nor do I know what it is to love badly. Like the spirit of a kitten who loves freedom. But I can't imagine myself without you.
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NinoBud
Ryan is a beauty, an Angora cat. It's a steamroller no matter how you look at it. with those long legs, with those grazed nipples and on the back a perfume with a street vocation. Ryan has a firm and perfect ass, it is impossible that every time he gives me his vertical smile My heart is exiled from confused feelings. He seems like a strange boy, lost in his thoughts, they seem to have unconnected points. An unexpected feeling always shakes our calm but my imagination flies and we are in a natural environment of Montreal. On a shy night Under a tree that was not offended we consume the forbidden fruit and I loved it purrs the accordion of my heart every time I think of you And I can't even concentrate anymore. if you are by my side, Since that warm night I feel strange, it's just that they stayed My five senses thirst for you, libidinous angels. They offer me delights of pleasure And I can't find the flavor
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NinoBud
Ryan, my beloved Ryan, have I ever disrespected you? I know, I'm a confident guy, and also an easy dick, but like a good Latino, I have been conceived for it... I think that my letters don't reach you or the postman gets the wrong house, I know that Ryan still loves me and he doesn't go out with any boy but there is a doubt that eats away at me If you don't write to me, you can't find a pen. His tongue dried up perhaps because he didn't give any kisses and could he glue the envelope but in Canada that is not an obstacle There are always Yankees who provide the slime Promise me, I only care Look at me in your clear eyes, ask me Whatever you want, Whatever you want I will do it but come on Ryan promise it That you will never say goodbye to me You will never say goodbye to me Well if that happens I would see that the sun would die And with him me too So let me remember I want to find the important reason that made me love
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NinoBud
Two looks that emerge at the same time, two voices that explode at the same time, two voices that are confused... those are our two souls, those drops that we watch tremble fall from the leaf and bounce in the puddle of a street pothole, from the balcony next to our home, our history is not as you think, neither in ascent nor in climbing, there is nothing to climb nor anything to smoke, those murmurs that our hearts whisper at an indistinct tempo, the reasons for them are torn away of our throats wanting to come to our sensesThroats eager to reach our senses and our own hearts... but brave hearts They have reasons that reason itself will never understand, it does not understand them out of fear, we are fear, at best.
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NinoBud
I forgot your birthday, I am really sorry A lot, I feel like shit, despite our divorce and that you are now surrounded by majestic penises that slap your beautiful face with malice and greed, I will always love you and that pale ass is all the good thing in this life. With you my soul in heaven With you my body becomes musical, it vibrates with the sounds of our home by your side I know exactly who I am and I walk without fear and I like to navigate the galaxyof your smile Be your war, your party, your nap , your contortionist I look at you and cross the garden of mi childhood with no fears or without feeling those old hurts.No weapon or bulletproof vests I look at you and the impossible is possible I look at you and see magic With you I am the brave warrior Your hug is the sweet balm of my being, the one that heals me That's why you know that with you always... what with no one ever
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guywithaqmark
hey the bestie. an update from home: I broke my first metatarsal (the big toe bone) and need surgery. 😵💫
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guywithaqmark
I will missing when Ryan is in Japan... But I hope it's very exciting and fun <3
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NinoBud
When I was young I had a garden, a beautiful garden, but I ran away and never came back, I don't know if I should blame it on the twists of life, or if I gave it to the twists of life, spending a few days in a youth boarding school It's not bad, bed and food will not be lacking, a toothless drug addict told me. They saw me in such an alarming state that the other boys brought me a pear, pushing it with a broom. I spent winter quarters there and ended up with a job as a receptionist in a hotel where transsexuals sold their bodies for coins that I don't have today, oh Ryan, so afraid of sleepwalking alarm clocks, dreaming that maybe maybe they don't sound to go to my other school of losers, I will never be able to praise my poverty It's just the crystal of my past That sounds like broken glass tonight but he hugs you with his uncorked wine
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NinoBud
so long without us , without you reading my poems while you drink your english green tea with your elegant little finger raised , your legs crossed sheltering your scrotum as you glide a moisturizing serum across your luminous skin, baby face. , in front of the snowy window , but am I sad while ryan enjoys the company of another person ? who is your new love, your new occupation, your mystery someone? I would like to imagine you and stop thinking Who were you with the night before? I already have to be able to hide See you with another and not treat you worse Who have you kept from me all along so as not to kill me? who is your seducer, your king and your pawn? who occupied the place that I always occupied? If I can't be the owner of your kindness Today I become a partner of loneliness, In your face you can see that you suffered Your eyes show that they have cried Don't give up, please, the wrong love Don't forget me so soon Your mysterious someone stole me
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