tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928648339848678152011-04-21T17:30:32.445-07:00Nuance Satinéehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07838593122698773190noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-192864833984867815.post-79605715100990107272007-11-27T14:36:00.000-08:002008-12-08T15:34:15.159-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAypSwkO7ls/R0yfSflL1_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/DRYSWgnvk44/s1600-h/blood.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAypSwkO7ls/R0yfSflL1_I/AAAAAAAAAAo/DRYSWgnvk44/s400/blood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137656414986819570" border="0" /></a><br />Today I woke up looking at yourself again ,wondering if there was not another cruel intention in me as if you were back into my life because I forgot how lonely I am ....laying next to you.<br />How to be no more the same? All my twisted lies pointed at you.....<br /><br /><br />Looking back.. I see no more the road that brought me where I am and there is only petrifying dust all around.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/192864833984867815-7960571510099010727?l=humbledrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nuance Satinéehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07838593122698773190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-192864833984867815.post-84719917661559003862007-11-20T14:18:00.000-08:002008-12-08T15:34:15.267-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAypSwkO7ls/R0NfjPlL19I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rmMdYjyG0co/s1600-h/100_0614.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GAypSwkO7ls/R0NfjPlL19I/AAAAAAAAAAc/rmMdYjyG0co/s320/100_0614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135053059215054802" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>Un festin immonde et impatient de s'incruster entre mes pores. Les remords regargent le spectacle tout en me jetant dans le puit..J'entends encore résonner leurs échos comme des marteaux sur des murs de béton rétrécis; Qu'est-il devenu de toi, en vain!? De ma chaire décomposée, seul l'ennui rejaillit étant ma maîtresse de minuit....mon ultime compagnie.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/192864833984867815-8471991766155900386?l=humbledrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nuance Satinéehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07838593122698773190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-192864833984867815.post-91166318632421813192007-06-01T12:44:00.000-07:002008-12-08T15:34:15.409-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAypSwkO7ls/RmB5aas2-mI/AAAAAAAAAAU/WkQiWgLi0Fo/s1600-h/fanny_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GAypSwkO7ls/RmB5aas2-mI/AAAAAAAAAAU/WkQiWgLi0Fo/s320/fanny_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071186675170212450" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">RED BLOODED LIPS SHE HAD<br /></span></span></span> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">And yet, she was covered in tissues made of lust and lies<span style="font-weight: bold;"> . </span>Violate me, she said, for the whore inside to rebirth under the spell of a virgin's scent prepared to be devoured.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/192864833984867815-9116631863242181319?l=humbledrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nuance Satinéehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07838593122698773190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-192864833984867815.post-50620042318295599842007-05-16T18:38:00.000-07:002008-12-08T15:34:15.506-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAypSwkO7ls/Rku0p6s2-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/h3g1zctH4Ow/s1600-h/ogre.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GAypSwkO7ls/Rku0p6s2-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/h3g1zctH4Ow/s320/ogre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065340838133299794" border="0" /></a><br /> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="" lang="FR"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">Et je <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">craignais</span> ranimé ce <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">monstre</span> qui <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">somnole</span> en moi…</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/192864833984867815-5062004231829559984?l=humbledrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Nuance Satinéehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07838593122698773190noreply@blogger.com1