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Nadège L.G

15 Années De Conneries

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# Posté le jeudi 09 octobre 2008 10:57

Modifié le lundi 03 août 2009 17:55

Summer 09 ♥

Summer 09 ♥


Franch'ment Psarteck' _ Ouh La couquine
Morning Live _ 4 Fois 4 = Paris H.
En 2009... _ Touut est négociable
Nombril Huuuub' _ Hippy Douch


FUMER TUE - PETER PUE

Je t'envoie deux cents point Cash, Pistache. (H)

NIKE SA MERE BUGS BUNNY <3

A Camaret on est des Tarés

# Posté le lundi 03 août 2009 17:26

Modifié le lundi 03 août 2009 17:50

Him, this mono so comprehensive, so beautiful but if far from me. This difference of age returns my happiness in misfortune. I do not know how to explain this attraction which I throw of my glance towards him that I do not know how to manage it any more. The departure has was very hard. I wanted that it is not good printing of me, my maturity, everything to please him. A distance from rather important age which prevents me from speaking to him as I would want him. This person with its small morning attentions, his small winks of eye. All this scatter because it is a mono of 20 years. I shall like spending time with him but he lives far and in more I am a 16-year-old child who was only of passage in the summer camp of Camaret. I did not know how to express any more these feelings which return to every glance, to every conversation. I am on an unknown road where I find no more exit. We cannot be spoken about love because I do not know how he feels things. Furthermore, the love must be mutual. We extrapolate on a little of everything but not on the love and the feelings. When you asked me " Are kept silent lover of Alexander ", I wanted to say to you not but not to show yourself my feelings to I answered you "Huuum". Our slow dances were magic, authentic. Every moment crossed with you are precious. I had the impression to be important for your eyes. I had the printing that for you our slow dances were the same that with the Beauty queen. It hurts when we know that the person knows about nothing. In the morning be raised, tone hello was eagerly awaited, tone kisses even more. The day was illuminated with more beautiful. I did not assume all that I said because I was afraid that you go away. These small escapades to smoke are not any more the same without you. Your small word on a note was only strengthening my feelings. Quite misses his me. The old woman of the departure was magnificent, between the marabouts. I rehearse all his images in my head every night. The morning was more intense, arrangement of the library, then moments in two which was indescribable. We goodbye was brief, I want. You who misses me every days, every hours, every minutes, every seconds knows that a person as you can be only love. I LOVE YOU ♥

Him, this mono so comprehensive, so beautiful but if far from me. This difference of age returns my happiness in misfortune. I do not know how to explain this attraction which I throw of my glance towards him that I do not know how to manage it any more. The departure has was very hard. I wanted that it is not good printing of me, my maturity, everything to please him. A distance from rather important age which prevents me from speaking to him as I would want him. This person with its small morning attentions, his small winks of eye. All this scatter because it is a mono of 20 years. I shall like spending time with him but he lives far and in more I am a 16-year-old child who was only of passage in the summer camp of Camaret. I did not know how to express any more these feelings which return to every glance, to every conversation. I am on an unknown road where I find no more exit. We cannot be spoken about love because I do not know how he feels things. Furthermore, the love must be mutual. We extrapolate on a little of everything but not on the love and the feelings. When you asked me " Are kept silent lover of Alexander ", I wanted to say to you not but not to show yourself my feelings to I answered you "Huuum". Our slow dances were magic, authentic. Every moment crossed with you are precious. I had the impression to be important for your eyes. I had the printing that for you our slow dances were the same that with the Beauty queen. It hurts when we know that the person knows about nothing. In the morning be raised, tone hello was eagerly awaited, tone kisses even more. The day was illuminated with more beautiful. I did not assume all that I said because I was afraid that you go away. These small escapades to smoke are not any more the same without you. Your small word on a note was only strengthening my feelings. Quite misses his me. The old woman of the departure was magnificent, between the marabouts. I rehearse all his images in my head every night. The morning was more intense, arrangement of the library, then moments in two which was indescribable. We goodbye was brief, I want. You who misses me every days, every hours, every minutes, every seconds knows that a person as you can be only love. I LOVE YOU ♥





I Love You Hubert ♥

# Posté le lundi 03 août 2009 17:20

Modifié le mardi 04 août 2009 16:06

Homonyme, Synonyme, antonyme. Tout cela rime </3

Homonyme, Synonyme, antonyme. Tout cela rime </3

L'amour n'est


pas seulement


un sentiment,


il est aussi un art.




Honoré de Balzac




Tu m'as laissé sur


une route inconnue


Où je ne trouve


plus d'issue.</3





Nadège Lebrun G.



# Posté le mercredi 24 décembre 2008 07:50

Modifié le mercredi 05 août 2009 12:41