Indeed, as suggested in Julius Caesar, there is indeed no room in Rome...
"Now is it Rome indeed and room enough, When there is in it but one only man."
Not for Caesar, Not for Me.
Cassius thought Caesar's ambition too big for Rome. I think that people's libido's too huge for Me in Rome.
Quite different. haa..
I stayed in a hostel around the train station in Rome. A 7-bedded room. I was on the upper bunk bed, and for the first night, a couple (well technically not really a couple since they sort of just got to know each other... how i know? I'll explain later) was having hot steaming sex under my bunk that set my whole bed rocking for quite a while.
Somethings that I picked up in my semi-conscious state.. while trying hard to psycho myself that the rocking is like a distant memory of my childhood in a cradle.. or that it is like a forgotten memory of my pastlife in an earthquake zone where earthquake's so normal that one can sleep to the small tremours on the ground...
Woman:"how old are u?" Man:blabalbal sth along the line of tell mi urs Woman: "i ask u first" Man: blablablablabla i think some sweet talks or sth to make her say her age first Woman: "20" Man: "28"
........... THE END OF THE PORNO CONVO TT EPITOMISES DECANDENCE
Life is such a box of chocolate.. interestingly, that morning I was still reading the book "Eat, Pray and Love" and it talked about Rome having a keyword.. If u share tt keyword, u'd belong to the city, or else u'll always remain an outsider. and that word is "SEX"
I think I'm a white rose
U can only be born into being a white rose,
Not stained into one.
I like my thorns
A rose by that of any other name should smell just as sweet
Ticks of her life
I like Snow
I like White
I like U
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