Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html ‘looking for you everywhere’…says the sweet Aussie who’s hiding from me since 2024… I love you Looong lily-fondles and vampire tulips…forced…hard prisoner…fire…my Love, I have to work…kisses Sure, my Love…we marry at 4 pm, that will solve my aversion to Powerpoint presentations and in general to the corporate glamour…kisses on the neck…lost OOOH…I have to go, my Love…back to the PowerPoint presentations…this is terrible…I’ll be back at 4 pm…until then…daydreaming and infinite torture…your breath, your lips, the golden curls… Lilying the whole Bazaar…forced… I’m heeeeere, my Love…don’t start the Irish-Aussie diversions…lilies on the Gems…fall behind the board…hugging The Path…seizing the Hills…hungry tulips… Deep intrusion…lost in your smile… WWWhen? Hungry kiss…snorkeling… My statement Lilying the statement…infinite Love…hungry tulips…emergency capture…ignition, fire…it’s impossible to “talk” to you, my Love… How was your day, my sweet, impertinent Aussie? Your heart, your soul? WWWhat mirror? My Love and the conversation…the cow and the ballet…kisses on that line of candor…fall in the Bazaar…lilying the statement…vampire tulips…emergency turn…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…lost…The Great Intrusion…The Pulse…infinite ecstasy… And the characters…is interesting to see that although the creators have done everything to draw them in accordance with the Western aesthetic the Japanese/ anime DNA is still very much visible in the eyes and the expression of emotion…Jinx’s eyes remind me of Heidi…have you seen that Japanese cartoon? I loved it… My love, I was trying to entertain a conversation…what is this Bazaar exhibition? lily-storm, crazy tulips, forced landing…lost on the impertinent Aussie… My Love…this cartoon of yours…it’s well done but it’s causing a cognitive dissonance…a strong collision between what one/ me as a child – always expects/expected from an animation – happy ending and heros never die – and the fact that now I am getting hit with tragedy and grief and dying heros…this is why I never watched cartoons for adults…until now… Lost underneath…arch-cuddle, deep intrusion…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…lily prison…fire Contact… I’m soooorry, but I’m within the academic quarter…deep intrusion…hold me a little bit… My Love, I’m heeeeeere… I love you I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…almost feelings of the parliamentary disputes…and the line of candor in the window…kisses on the Lilies Road Arranging the golden curls…lost in your smile… Disturbing the cultural activity…undresssing the Aussie…all pretexts off…hugging The Path…celestial perspective…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road, up on His Sweetness…vampire tulips…infinite desire…emergency turn…The Path on the hills…ignition…lost My Love…too many parliamentary disputes…I cannot address so many statements…lily-storm, forced landing…deep intrusion…I love you Wait, you don’t have to take the position immediately, my Love…so many statements… you could have been a member of the Aussie Parliament, my Love…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…forced landing… Another photo which I love…undressing the Aussie… Promenade with kisses up to the Bazaar…detour with lilies on the lines of candor, bells on the Lilies Road, back to the Bazaar, sweets and Big Scandal, loooong lily-fondles, loving tulips…peony-cuddles…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…The Pulse…hot velvet, hot hardness…jail time…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…can you breath, my Love? Arranging the golden curls…lost on you… Again, my Love? You changed the affichage quickly, I almost thought you plan to marry him too…infinite smile…deep intrusion… I miss my Aussie…do you still have this fluffy groupie, my Love? He/she is adorable… And who knows…even silicone gnomes… I have to watch cartoons to hear your voice, my Love…although I’m a serious feline… My Love, I’m heeeeere Self-service, my Love…kisses…lost I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…in the shadow of The Shadow…kisses on the hips, detour on the Lilies Road…celestial perspective…angelic view… Don’t hide again…fall in the Bazaar… But until then you could at least talk to me, my Love… On the D-Day I’ll eat you… I’m still laughing though on the ‘undisciplined tourists flooding Budapest’…sweet, impertinent Irish-Aussie humour……promenade with bells and trumpets… Media blackout My Love is cruel…total media blackout EEEverybody makes a statement… Why it matters? I would be just one of the 54K+ followers…I’ll be good, I promise…maybe just copy some of the photos to make jokes in the Library Why don’t you let me see at least what do you do nowadays on your IM account? My most beloved… What do you really mean by ‘The ring’, my Love? Home