Making love
Making love is the best. Life is not a place designed for you and live as long as you want and you will never find what you are looking for. Being satisfied is the hardest. You will be a little careless, there are things that give peace other than sleeping, resting and making love. Sleeping is good, so is making love… Not every love making has to contain butt and breasts. A person can make love without these, but the brain compresses the word “make love” between certain objects, which we know very well. As I said from the very beginning; life is not a place designed for you, it is a place where you can design it according to your own tastes. Loneliness sometimes makes you happy, but a loneliness that takes the form of continuity gives you boredom, because one’s own hands are not enough forever and it is more important how you understand that sentence than what a sentence tells. We should think differently, look differently, live differently… Maybe making love is something other than what I can think of… Maybe I know everything wrong.
Sometimes you are very lonely, sometimes there are people who try to enter your life in threes. There is no middle ground for this.
After youuuu
If I say after you, her mind goes elsewhere …
All your sentences are actually handcuffed and I’m not free at all. Sometimes I think while I’m writing and I don’t want to think because thinking slows people down… Of course, the speed at which words come out of your mouth and the speed at which words are written on paper cannot be the same. Maybe I’m taking advantage of that. I get depressed like this sometimes and of course there are things that I can’t tell anyone. We are human, there is nothing more. If the person in front of you does not have as different perspectives as the person and you, you are a prisoner without four walls. You want him to understand. They say use your brain; they are not wrong…
When you have a lover, you lose a piece of your freedom.
May butterfly
Life can be compared to anything. It can be a beautiful girl or a nature woman. Sometimes a whore is a whore… Some girls value themselves, some just value themselves. And while giving it to him he is actually not happy at all. There is a May butterfly, for example, they are also called one day butterflies. they don’t have the luxury of cheating on their wives, they die the first time they make love. It could be called dying to make love or to perpetuate one’s lineage. Every girl needs a man like a may butterfly. He who loves a lot and does not know how to cheat…
Will you be my May butterfly?
