What are the things you can never live without?

I am not sure how to explain this deep, new and intense love for musical - word cleverness, music integration, life story, range of tones, and vocal strength -.

Story Amazing thing is that musicals incorporate so much in the moment on stage - their glimpses, subtle silence, and their minds lose this role as the audience tilts forward.

I just saw the Lion King, and not only did we enter the stage at the beginning - the actor dressed in a wonderful costume poured into the aisle while singing. This is crazy

A cold Acai bowl with fruit topping with cocoa butter, a soft taste slipped on my tongue, a thick chocolate was caught between crepe folds and melted in my mouth.

Imagine fresh mussels as barbecue sauce and bacon, rich sashimi, soft beef, sweet and rich dishes.

The number and kind of food is amazing - my favorite pastime this year is a cafe jump. I went to a neighborhood in Singapore from a cafe to a cafe, I did not eat any meal, but I explored my favorite dish at each cafe.

I am most afraid to lose my friends, including support systems and colleagues living together.

Quarrel, simple laugh - why is most important to you, even those who want you to do their best and make you even aware of you, even those who want to help you do the best?

When I experienced many difficult places, the weapons stopped me - the body image problem, the grade was not good, and I did not choose what I want. Miserable

I've been thinking hard what I can not live for a long time, but there are a few things I like, but I think I can live. Books and music are very close

When I was a little girl who was disliked by social obstacles, I got words to protect myself from my shelter - the world of my fantasy - to occupy the majority of my world It was.

Sound is slowly facing the sky for music, the nuances of human emotions, the rhythm that wants to jump and stepping, stepping, shaking or feeling emotions of our hips. Piano, slide fingers on keyboard, wobble, undulate, rich string

What I know is that I can not live without you. Okay, maybe I can make it technically. The problem is that I do not want to. To share what we share, to feel too strong, to make it unforgettable, or to pretend it did not happen. They are too strong, they can not pretend they are no longer important. Or they are what I can proceed. You are something I can go forward with. Yes, the situation is getting worse. There may be reasons, but I dislike it. Because I'm used to talking to you everyday. I'm used to sharing every detail of my life with you. I stayed there for a few days, I think you remember this, I can not sleep unless I have talked with you for too long. As I waited for you to reply to me, so many happened late at night, I like it very much. This is our friendship

I try to ignore you; I have something to do without your malicious living. But you are very addictive. You know. There was none like you. I am full of ambition, you leaned against the door carelessly, arm your arm, of course, please look at me, because I tried to live at least a day of normal condition. This is a challenge for me to resist your expression. I fully know what I can not do. I am not used to it. It was only one month ago that sex was placed under my control. I can choose my lover and throw them away when I lose interest. Climax is not usually a monotonous practice of date sex. I am looking for something, I do not know what it is. Everything changed from you. You tell me what I am looking for and tell me that sex is more than a fucking thing