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Honest vs….

Sometimes we do write letters supposed to change something. Or everything. Sometimes we write letters with the silent hope they will change nothing.

Sometimes I  feel like I am too honest to be  on the safe side. I say things in advance instead of  keeping my mouth  shut.  Sometimes I force people to do their own decisions based on my honesty, despite I am afraid of these decisions.

My dear,  I was thinking a lot about you tonight,
About me being provocative and you being vulnerable.  About me being emotional and you trying to be rational. Me – too open and you  – drawing your  own conclusions.
About present, past, words and their meanings, fear of changes and our preferred type of sexual relationships.
About us, both reading each other as a book, both missing each other and unread pages.
About us being in the relationship, that has no definition or title yet.
You are the person I like to be with: talk, be silent, correspond,  kiss, smile, play word games. It’s great to be with you, just to be. 

I know , being f***ing honest with each other is far more great than just f***ing…. But if I had kept my mouth shut I would have been much happier today …



Taken and first. On the train.

I am single not because nobody wants me. There is a waiting list, but unfortunately I can’t control who is on this list. I don’t care, if they wait.

I am tired not because I never rest. There is a to do list, but unfortunately I am not able to put myself first.

I fail permanently to be top priority for myself. Being single and unemployed makes me less organized.

I need to merge two lists together. I want to be taken and prioritized.


While writing these lines I fell asleep few times. Only stupid people can take 5 AM trains.

Magic of online fairy tales for Wi-fi knights and offline Cinderellas

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My online  Latin lover…A sweet creature, romantic, masculine, hot,  poetic, well read, well travelled, the man who is a wonderful partner for meaningful and long conversation. My ping-pong partner or marry me. or  Desired. Letters of lust.

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Happy women

Hi baby. Let’s start again – I was hit by this one line message yesterday after 2 months of unexpected silence.
No way! – it was me, who shot the quick answer.

I’m still not sure if the answer was necessary.
Happy woman never send messages to her ex.

But maybe happy men do. Just to escape from happy routine?

Wind of change


– What are going to do now?- it was the only question,  if I only mentioned quitting my job.
– I gonna have well deserved summer holidays, will think about new ideas and maybe I will get married, – my answer was funny and honest.

I had nothing but the world to embrace. I was tired and wanted to have suntanned legs, to travel, to meet new people. Move somewhere far away and live my ideal laptop lifestyle. Words about marriage were only self protecting shell to reflect my laid back attitude to the problem of being jobless.

I am not dating a guy, but who cares?
It’s good to be unemployed.
Eating blueberry cake the whole day…
The rest will follow: suntanned legs, the different time zone and one day my wedding dress with pockets…

Be brave to say out loud what you wish for,  it may happen. Very soon.

Post #100: My heroes and their goddess

photo(20)Woman is strong till she meets her Weakness.

Strange enough, I do attract certain type of men. Different –  past rockers, hippies, bikers, scientists, writers or promising youngsters. Different facial shapes, hair or skin colors, heights and weights, nationalities and eating preferences.

All of them – with dimple chin. Not very visible, but  always present. I never noticed that rule, until my friend, who studied faces reading once pointed it out.

“A dimple on the chin, the devil within.”
―Pope Paul VI

It’s interesting what in my face attracts them? I have nothing very special except my broken nose and distinct lips.


“You gonna be my woman”, he said the next day. Even before first kiss, before long romantic walks, before our past stories and future plans, before dinner, sex and breakfast.

Man is much harder when he meets his Weakness…

Do I want to be his Weakness? I doubt. Really.