i like to tell stories

I Want Your Beautiful

20 Years, 2 Months

OTLMBS

J J L E A C

Я не слышу и я не могу дотронуться то что я могу только читать и не вижу в плоть

 

A Father I Met & A Mother & A Mother I Have Not Must Heal

SUBJECT:

Re: I like you swore eternal love, and left, as can that be?

BODY:

Hi – do you remember how we made love in your car? Mmm like it was perfect – the stars, moon, sky – and the lights of the city, here in Russia that does not happen again, I want you to come if you do not mind, write me!

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Today

 
I Made Three Of You In Two Seconds
 

 
I Made Two Of You In Three Thousand Seventy Seconds
 
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Again | Again | Again

Los Angeles

1994

A contact form was submitted at your site. Here is the information received:

~tell_me_a_story:

I’m back in _________. I see you in the ________ in front of the ______ ______ _______, every time I walk by.

email: [name@site.com]

name: [a woman’s before she changed it]

24 October 2011 – 20:23 PDT

Volunteer & Conquer

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He Goes Then It Goes And Kiss The Violets
 

I Looked Her Right In The Eyes From A Breath Away & Said What I Felt Out Loud With All My Heart

SUBJECT:

Re: this is why i don’t tell people my business

BODY:

Dobre tortury i złe. I zakocha się w was nie mogę znieść, co robisz. Ci, którzy nie mogą iść w tą samą ręką. To po prostu wstyd, że nie jest łatwo, to wszystko. Jesteś wkurzaj mnie, możesz mnie bezpodstawnie, bardzo, bardzo, bardzo szczęśliwy.

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“Guard Me From Everything”

Good torture, and bad. I fall in love with you; I can’t stand what you do. Those can’t go in the same hand. It’s just a shame it’s not easy, that’s all. You piss me off, you make me unduly, incredibly, incredibly, incredibly happy.

Last Night While I Was Sleeping, Bacteria Attacked Your Blood

This Bacteria, It Raised Your Temperature, It Slowed Your Heart & This Shocked You

Your Blood Is My Blood, So Here, I Give That You Gave Me, Back

My Temperature Is Low, My Heart Beats Too Much & Today, Nothing Shocks Me

This My All Day, 11-11-11, Not Your I.C.U

Hold this me I made in your hands.
Hold this me I made in your hands.
 
Look down at your hands, look at my child.
Look down at your hands, look at my child.

See This Man I Made, See I Am His Architect

Hear Our Echo

Rapture

Seen Seven Source Site

This Day My All Day Would Have Been Your Birthday

Last Year At Midnight On November 3rd, Your Birthday, I Started 113 Stories
One Story Every 20 Minutes For 37 Hours, When I Was 37
This Day, I Made 211 Photographs, I Don’t Know Why

This Was You Three Days Before Your Last Birthday