Dreams Underfoot: UnquietDreams' Dark Whimsy

[UnquietDreams]

*My view*
Seemed like a sexy sunset and I wanted to share....

That is gorgeous, love!

 

[dawn_of_night]

That is gorgeous, love!

I thought so too....
Its now very like burn orange and dark lavenderish....
I wish I could have gotten it without the bugs on the windshield...

 

[AngelicaS1780]

Before Sunrise (1995)

Love this movie… and Vienna

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I needed two reactions for this. I love the truth of it. I’m sad for the pain of it. I will never understand how some people can walk away and never look back, like they never even knew you.

 

[UnquietDreams]

I needed two reactions for this. I love the truth of it. I’m sad for the pain of it. I will never understand how some people can walk away and never look back, like they never even knew you.

I know. To be as if nothing ever happened. It is sad. To be discarded, then to still see each other. There is a song by the Canadian band Great Big Sea that sums it up well. "How Did We Get From Saying 'I Love You...'"

 

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Aftercare is amazing...

 

[UnquietDreams]

I love it when you suck my cock like you haven't eaten in months.

 

[UnquietDreams]

Begin Again (2013)

 

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Reading what I sent, reacting--nothing more beautiful.

 

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[cascadiabound]

Aftercare is amazing...
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And absolutely essential

 

[dawn_of_night]

 

[AngelicaS1780]

I know. To be as if nothing ever happened. It is sad. To be discarded, then to still see each other. There is a song by the Canadian band Great Big Sea that sums it up well. "How Did We Get From Saying 'I Love You...'"

Thank you for sharing this song. I have a passing familiarity with GBS, but hadn’t heard this song before. It’s sad but lovely.

And the song “General Taylor” has been in my head all day now.

 

[Kitty_so_frisky]

Be unmerciful. Make me SQUIRM! I can take it.

 

[UnquietDreams]

“Every motion she made was slow, as if she’d never before put her arms around a man, and didn’t know for certain where everything fit. When at last they were pressed close, she didn’t think she’d know how to let go when the time came. They summarized the course of passion with kisses: a chaste, half-frightened brush of the lips metamorphosed into something fierce and fast-burning, which in its turn became a more patient, more intimate touch, full of inquiry and shared pleasure.”

-- Emma Bull, War for the Oaks

 

[UnquietDreams]

“He held her against him and hid his face in her hair. She heard him whisper something that might have been her name, and she stroked his back. He was trembling a little—with nerves, she knew. She was doing it too.

'We could have done this long ago,' she said at last, her voice wobbling.

He shook his head and murmured, 'Not like this, I think.'

'No, you’re right. Not like this. For a cute guy, you’re pretty smart.'

He laughed breathlessly and backed off a bit to look at her, smoothed the hair off her forehead with one hand. 'All I know of love, I learned from you, Eddi McCandry. And you’ve been at pains to teach me since I first saw you.'

'I have? Hm. Didn’t know that.'

'Well, to be honest, neither did I, at the outset.' She felt his chest move with silent laughter. 'Proof of my ignorance on the subject, surely.'"

-- Emma Bull, War for the Oaks

 

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Fall > either.