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Chapter nine Initial the Garden of Eden (5)
11:07 PM, Wednesday, November 5, 2008
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Chapter nine Initial the Garden of Eden (5) The small soldier says, we gave birth to specially for each other, God has specially made you for me.
I say, small soldier, I like you, like your health too. While saying this words, I think I looks like a woman hooligan, have not blushed, but so naturally. I think, I have reproduction to worship complex, I like human body of Dong.
The little soldier is my first man, I once hoped he was the last one too.
I say, small soldier, let us meet last and drowned disaster at the moment of flying into summit, in this way you will inlay it in my body forever, turn a fossil, let the descendant remember us forever, remember our love.
Excitement of another time of small soldier. Again and again, I induce oestrus in language, until begging for mercy by oneself lastly.
The little soldier is stroking my smooth health, you are very beautiful.
He is looking at me silently, tender feeling, I can understand, that kind of tender feeling is named the love.
The porridge has already attacked a place, our stomach begins to bang clucked clucked, it has only had a bowl left that the small army has not told me porridge, he is feeding me to eat up, has only drunk two mouthfuls of soup by oneself.
Small soldier such, everything humour I, urgent I, I believe, even if let him pay the life for me, he knows justice without returning to taking care of, is liked like this, do not really know whether it is happy or not?
Go to the toilet after standing up, find that there is a thin red silk on the pants. I drew back the quilt, but did not see natural falling red, suddenly became ice-cold in mind. I do not know how the small soldier will think, but I, overly take the initiative?
Look at sheets and stare flankly, the small soldier is coming up, from enclosing me behind, it seems not to take notice of, I can suddenly disappointed in oneself, why will I take notice of so? I hope to tell the small army, he is my first man, but, will he believe? The clever ice is blue, the ice that everything is learnt without a teacher is blue, the ice like the evil spirit is blue, will the small soldier believe?
I can not understand after repeated thinking, at last clear, that year of 13 years old, I dedicated the hymen to a stool.
Chapter ten Strange illusion
I find grievedly, oneself was one such people originally, it was still oneself that liked most, love the illusion of giving oneself and making, imagine oneself into a protagonist in the tragedy, then go to do one's utmost to be close to one's own illusion in life. Let, believe oneself, can love one forever, can put out the fire so as to the moth, can vigorous, can also with solemn and stirring, such life, perform, show others, perform and see oneself too.
Tall and erect to pat I while being light, ice blue, obedient child, he whether piece does not know how comfort people of people, and I, do not need any comfort.
The ice is blue, you are such an unhappy child, too sensitive and lacking sense of safety, how could make you happy.
I just feel lonely.
Lonely to come down in life, before running into you, I thought I will be so lonely all one's life soon.
But now, we are more lonely. I say, tall and erect, I am a little soldier of love like this, do you know? But why be so? The tears flow up again.
Kiss my eyes tall and erectly, is pacifying me by careful touch.
The men are all grown love by the sex, right? I look tall and erect definitely. The ice at this moment is blue already the calendar has smelted goblins.
Once someone told me, No, that was love not pure, don't believe Plato, Plato is touching in one night unable to stand too. Yes?
The tall and erect Adam's apple quivers.
I twine to tall and erect, until firm expression in one's eyes look at him most like the water snake.
I want you to love me once purely. The blue firmness of ice, nobody can support, and enter the despair of heart directly.
Enter that time in health such as I in him, I know on the heart, I was not pure in him, alternatively, he knows, in my heart, actually perhaps he does not think of as what was hit oneself it important. The man, the one that need is conquering, can only conquer the body while conquering the heart.
And that time, I suddenly felt strange, this was not health that I was familiar with, can conquer my body, there are small soldiers only.
Tall and erect embrace is soft, like the gentleman, he kisses my ears lightly, I simply go excessively, ears begin inflammation again, that script should not be my wound, I pluck the earrings, leave it to seal, resumes, like not hadding, however, feel carefully, a hard and hard knot stem is there, can't as ever after all, can't had as it, so ears, let alone the heart. The small soldier always forbids me to maltreat one's own body, he says, the ice is blue, you who are natural are the most beautiful.
All of a sudden I have lost the interest to the love, in tall and erect and gentle striking, very ice-cold in the heart. Everything just makes a show, including tall and erect, he minds one's own behavior very much, a performance not very absorbed. And I, another vindictiveness in the wave of the body, a kind of cruel happiness, my psychology has too much hatred.
Suddenly found, I was the ice of Scorpio was blue, unsuccessful, died for a righteous cause, not so available as the middle road.
I push tall and erect hands aside, light a cigarette again, in the smog curling upwards, I say, tall and erect, listen to me continuing telling a story. Perhaps I am just saying to oneself. I find grievedly, oneself was one such people originally, it was still oneself that liked most, love the illusion of giving oneself and making, imagine oneself into a protagonist in the tragedy, then go to do one's utmost to be close to one's own illusion in life. Let, believe oneself, can love one forever, can put out the fire so as to the moth, can vigorous, can also with solemn and stirring, such life, perform, show others, perform and see oneself too. Originally, I was only acting in a play, all were the props, including the love in the play, I but one-sided wish want lines of deep scar row among others' heart, originally.
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