Warning: don't take to seriously what follows, but I had to say it.😵
I am against any additional stuff : hookah (even fancy tobacco, smokers 'll kill🤢 me, I know that😆). Or pills..NO way...that's my opinion: 😒 Disapproving a loss of control due to 'little help' of addition/addiction.
I don't want to see the temple of loveor with 'amplifier' My home is
warm and fuming only from the food being cooked.
Nowadays our basics are quite spiky and mechanical, rough and calculated (as waiting to be rusted)
This sounds like , but it's not another rule nor being 'victorian' .
Like every1 else, me to have addictions:
or romantic stories❤️ (not shallow ones😕) and net, or : (thanks god on remote control !- yay)
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The real feelings and music (clear voices, rhythm, performance of the heart💔) is quite sufficient,..precisely: irreplaceable, energizing, heavenly, healing power(such as laughter😆), ... and colors, ... human touch for certain.
Without that, amplified or not, everything became flat, short-termed (rating?😉 😆), acceptance of suspicious 'talents', surrogate, like off-key (false) in music.
No 'amplifier' can change it.
Side effects not 'spicy', just flat insipid, burned synapses, probably, supposes who remembers.
Solution: (...and for our story😊)
PRO 👍🏼
This is much more than hot story, and I just love how the story unfolds, like a flow..., sometimes slowly, then speed up, moving towards release...
For now, behind this 'baby'-communication over his injuries, many problems are hidden.
They are not happy. Their kiss is not that ILU kiss. It's two of them in that night,
just a fascination, her curiosity, and a kiss more like a healing power
Those magnetic force they owe us (the lines we know by heart, the realization this story recreates)