Who: Rocky Barnes
What: Féroce Kate Sunglasses in Panthera ($145.00)
Where: Instagram - April 29, 2024
Worn with: Kilte cardigan and top, Darkpark jeans, Gianvito Rossi sandals, B-Low the belt belt, Chanel bag
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POESIE IN PROGRESS
Io sono pietra dura e tu sei cristallo,
tu sei onda e io la spuma,
tu sei luce e io l’ombra,
io musica e tu l’orchestra,
io unica stella e tu cielo stellato,
tu sei la luna piena e io il lago,
la curva delle colline e io il campo arato,
tu sei la pioggia argentea e sottile io l’uragano,
tu sei il vento con la sua carezza e io la tempesta,
tu sei la quiete azzurra e io l’incognita,
tu sei l’intimità con il suo valore e io il contrasto,
tu sei la sensualità e io la passione,
tu sei il limpido cielo e io la nuvola nera,
tu sei la carezza e io l’abbraccio,
tu sei l’anima trasparente e io l’inganno,
tu sei l’amore con il suo vestito e io l’amore amato
Ma insieme siamo il cerchio, quel seme d’universo,
quella dolce armonia,
quell’incidere feroce che risveglia la fiamma.
Insieme siamo il mondo.
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I love that writing feeling where a story starts going in a very different direction than the one you initially intended, but somehow this new direction actually achieves your desired goals way better than the original plan would have done.
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Anyways I think it'd be funny if Lloyd withheld info from Arin and Sora, except unlike Wu, the things he never told them about were actually threats he 100% knew would be back literally anytime soon and just didn't think to tell them.
Example:
Sora: Hey, who the FUCK is that annoying ass white snake bitch and why is he trying to kill us?
Lloyd: Oh him? Ya no that's Pythor he tried to destroy the whole world with a giant snake once and then he joined an evil council a few years later and we threw him in prison. Must've broken out again.
Sora: What the FUCK dude?
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the wettest sloppiest kiss in all of thedas award goes to anders. for mffg-m-mgghh-ahhngh-ing directly into hawke's mouth. for chewing on syllables that aren't there. wake up, be sexy, free the mages, moan into your lover's mouth. panting like a damn dog
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kissing is the real slippery slope.
sweet little cheek pecks can quickly turn to a chaste kiss on the lips. and somehow, inexplicably we're making out and you're biting my lip and feeling me over my clothes,. you move away from my lips pepper kisses down my neck and i, well, i simply have no choice but to throw my head back and hum affirmatively as you move to sucking on my pulse point and claiming that vast expanse of skin as your own. i, the slut i am, naturally, can't sit idly by while i feel the impressions of your teeth dig into my skin, can i? that would be too boring.. no, i simply MUST reach out and undo your shirt buttons, one by one, and of course, my eyes are wrenched closed as i grapple with the feeling of your lips against my collarbone, but i manage to open them to take in the sight of your chest and the bra you may or may not have worn - all the way down to the crease where your hips meet your torso and i want- i need - more. kisses aren't enough. the heat pools between my legs as you push me - or lay me down, depending on how good i've been. and while you press your lips to the bottom of my chin, you strip my lower half to nothing but the flesh that formed there.
plant kisses down my bare torso. stop briefly to take care of my nipples. a hand to one, two lips to another, and after that short sabbatical continue the journey down to my legs and watch me fall apart as you make love to the lips below.
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