Neighborly Doom

I know I'm acting crazy I'm stuck, feeling stoned With my hand on my heart, I'm praying To survive this whole thing The heart Wants What It Wants - Selena Gomez (...) Ella After an exhausting day, I finally arrive at my apartment and throw myself on the couch. The meowing of Tom, my fur ball, makes me look away. "Hi, my love. How was your day?" I stroke his soft fur and he rubs his head against my leg. You must be hungry, right? "As if he understood my question, he lets out a steady meow."I laugh, shaking my shoulders. "Come on, starving man." Even without strength, I get up and he gets down from the sofa, following me. I go to the bathroom, take a relaxing shower under the warm water, and wash my hair, which hasn't seen water in days. I cover my body with a towel and step out of the shower and dry my hair. Without wanting to, my vision goes directly to the window of the apartment opposite mine and there he is. He is wearing only sweatpants, exposing his defined abdomen, w

Try not to be too distant Don't let your fears control you Stay alert with authentic kisses Filled with love Orion's Belt - Sabrina Claudio (...) Justin "Doctor Coleman, your next patient has just arrived." Amber, one of the nurses at the hospital, informs me, holding the door so as not to slam it. "I don't need to be announced, dear. Justin and I are friends, aren't we?" the short, gray-haired lady, holding a cane to help her walk, enters my room, almost knocking Amber over. I smile to see her. "You are absolutely right, Ms. Mary. Amber, prepare the X-ray room, please." she nods her head. She then leaves, closing the door behind her and leaving us alone. "How are you?" I ask her as she sits down in the chair in front of the white table. "I am fine as far as I can be, my son. I have missed our conversations. How's that heart of yours?" I smile at her. "Full of blood and beating in the right rhythm." I joke with her, and she pops her tongue into her mouth, making a beak.

You, all I think about is you I'm not tired of you, I'm so confused There's no one to be deluding Just you, that's all I think about Jaigantic - Tora (...) Justin I left Ella's apartment with a huge smile on my face, and if you ask me the reason, I won't know the answer. Ever since I left my past behind a year or so ago and moved away to start a new life, I have been watching her through the window. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't help but stare, this woman is a blast. Skin so dark, it looks like human chocolate and I would bite into it. Some muscles defined in the right places without exaggeration. A wide hip that makes her bounce her ass with every step she takes while walking. Full breasts and, from what I saw when she was only in her pajamas, very firm. The kind that makes you want to suckle like a hungry child. The ass can't be mentioned... What an ass! Ella is a perdition for any straight man. When I first saw her staring at me through her bedroom window, I was na

Wanna leave your lonely town Wants to go out and fuck around What he can do, what he can do It's his life Her Life - Two Feet (...) Justin Nando and I had just arrived at the club, the sound of the music beat could already be heard outside. The place was completely packed, full of flashing lights on the ceiling, and the crowd seemed very excited. We went straight to the bar, where we knew we would be easy prey. As we approached the bar, we saw two very delicate women leaning over the counter trying to ask the bartender for a drink, but without success. - Hey, man! - I called the bartender's attention, gesturing with my hand. Can you serve them or is it too much to ask? - I asked seriously. - Sure! You got it. What can I get you? - Martini, I think it would go well with the ladies. - I answered with a cynical smile and Nando just watched me quietly. - No, we'll have tequila. Tonight we're going to have a blast. - one of them, who seemed to be the most animated, wave

Yes, you go on You're poisonous and I know it's true All my friends think you're vicious I Feel Like I'm Drowning - Two Feet (...) Ella The shrill sound of my cell phone waking me up makes me open my eyes, my head throbbing, like it's going to explode at any moment. Lying face down on the pillow, I stretch out my arm, running my hand across the mattress, trying to find the cell phone. - Shut the hell up! - I mutter without removing the pillow from my face, and even the sound of my voice makes my head throb more from the pain. I realize that the damn thing is not near me, so, without much courage, I stretch my arm a little further, reaching for it on the little table beside my bed where the lamp is. I quickly press the on/off button and let out a heavy sigh that the noise has finally stopped. My whole body aches, my head feels like a samba school from all the throbbing, my mouth tastes horrible and bitter. Worse than this, I don't think it can get. I wonder why I agreed to