Escape

Do you remember you're first kiss? How we was driving down the high way that was something that we remembered... I don't actually remember how it started but at one point we were just smiling remembering that first kiss once up on  a time... It was that sweet childish smile on our faces and everyone shear that little story. I remember mine,,, like it was yesterday , oh everything was just so simple those days ... we were young and restless. An evening in the city park , he was of course older than me , not to much, just perfect , and i was shorter a lot , i had to climb the bench so i can stay in his arms and rich his lips. like every first kiss we will never forget em but mine was pretty funny for that first time. I remember him asking why do you open you're mouth so large we are not crocodiles...So my first kiss will stay in my memory like " crocodile kiss" forever... but that's something i will always remember smiling with that stupid childish smile on my face. I think those kind of stories are cute, mostly when you can share with you're friends or boyfriend and he doesn't get mad or jealous because those are that cute kind of memories even you both are not a part of same one, And so starting from this story we talked about a lot of memories, that was a long high way drive but full of memories.

As we arrived at our friend there was much colder and a lot of snow . Personally I hate cold weather, and I think 3 days of snow for Christmas is just perfectly enough. But this side that we saw from his apartment, oh my God ! It was just beautiful... mountains fully covered with snow and a little bit of wind,... just messing up with you're hair. just speechless, like a fairytale... We needed this weekend for us...to enjoy that cold mornings , drinking coffee and actually talking with each other, we walk around that little perfect decorated village, and in the evening we drink ed tea and we slide down the street...I appreciate those kind of moments... Those few days without phone and Internet connection ( of course , there was WI FI and everything, but we decided its not worth to use them), we enjoyed those few days , just us dedicated do do things we love, to spend some time together. So sorry if I didn't got some minutes to write for you but I don't regret , Internet is always here and you can always write or make a check in... What you cant do is get back those hours of pace and happiness that you didn't know to use better than being online.

We forget to appreciate those little things very often. That's why we forget to be happy, We don't enjoy any more those little mean less things ... We need action online action, and we forget to smile and get adventurous in the real world.
Get you're asses out there and enjoy those things while they are still here... breath with all you're lungs and embrace life. I am grateful for a lot of things.. but this days I am grateful I didn't forget what makes me happy and I do enjoy those little mean less things. they are the greatest things... when we look back, they mean a lot. Looking forward for next escape..
And thank you love for reminding me how beautiful it is to be just us...

XoXo Ybell

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Weekend wooohoooooo!!!!!

Why are we so excited about the end of the week no matter if we work or not ...Of course I get those who work or go to school or university...That's the free time for them. But what about those who don't do nothing... That should be same day like others... And yet all of us just adore those 3 days ... Its like heaven, you can do whatever you wanna do...

This weekend we chose to make a get away trip over the border to visit a friend of ours, so I know its gonna be a hell of a weekend.. But I have to tell you all about it when I come back. For now I am too excited and a lil bit out of time.. And he pressures me behind running around the house to do last packing things before we go...Wish us good road, because this days were pretty cold under 0 degrees and somewhere sometime snowing. Woooohoooo let the weekend start. Its time for a get away...
Wish you all a damn nice weekend at least like mine.
See ya soon with some new stories.

xoxo Ybell




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-I want to forget... - Bullshit , you will never forget!

I was thinking lately, do people really forget ? Can you even forget some things that happened once... I think we never forget. We sometimes forget to appreciate , to say thank you or  to be grateful, that's what we forget very often.

Everyone on this Planet , (because on others I wasn't yet), is special in his own way. So how many people are we here talking about, all of them are different and have their own tabiets and thinking and stories and memories, and so on... But why don't we at least try to appreciate things that other persons do for us? Is it really so hard?We can change a lot just with one gesture.They will eventually remember you...because we don't forget. Its in our nature to remember..maybe not the exact moment but for sure that feeling from that certain moment, and why wouldn't that person feel happiness when he remember me? just because I did know to appreciate whatever that was .

I was thinking today about why I don't remember things and do I really forget them or I just push them somewhere I don't want to remember them. So I decide to travel back in time trough my memories, and  I did really found some beautiful and amazing memories,and some people who helped me to make them,maybe I cant remember all of their names but I do remember feelings.... and some truly sad and hurtful memories were also there ...And I didn't forget. Nothing. Its all there. Cry,milk,first steps, smile,taste,smells ,carrots,daddy, mommy, soup, chicken, goat,songs,books,fairy tales, first day at school, my grandparents,even some grand grand parents that I was gifted to meet, seasides, mountains, travels, country wives ,city's, lands, brother, cake, chocolate, letters, pictures, cameras, video,music, movies, bicycle, car, caravans, borders, birthdays, friends,acquittance,neighbors,babies...everything...schools,dancing,best friends, first sympathy,high school, first love, another friends,exams,professors,vacation's,first time,brake ups,drinking,smoking,drugs,teen age,gossip..everything...another borders,university,another friends, old friends,clubs,skirts,high heels,make up, old love, new love,exams ,diplomas,parties,work, changes, years,marriage,divorce,single,secrets, back and forward...another borders,another friends,another love, travels,new story..everything...All is there. We don't forget. We never forget, its all there forever. all we do is to push all that we don't want to remember inside us somewhere over the corner of our thine soul and we pack all in a box we call ''oblivion''.

 I remember a lot of things, details...some of them are wort mentioning, some of them changed my life, some of theme hurts like hell, some of them will never get out of that box , but all of them made me who I am now. 

So I think we never forget , we always remember all those details, moments, and of course feelings from that event. That is what we remember, that feeling...How we felt then, how they made us feel.. Just as I wrote..I will always remember everything , I have made my memories, with some help around..but how I felt then and now  its what I will not forget,ever...And I choose what comes out of my ''oblivion''... And those are only purple memories , colorful butterfly's and rainbows..If you are part of them that's you're choice...because how you made me feel when I was with you at that certain moment.

xoxo Ybell

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Differences

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I woke up one day so f'@cking happy.. After so ''many'' search and research of a nice guy to have a relationship with , to fit somehow in my not perfect,clumsy and upturned little life ,I finally got this amazing guy and everything is perfect or almost perfect. For us our relationship is just perfectly fine. Like always , in the beginning no one thinks that its gonna work out because you two are so different, and even you think its gonna be just one night stand or maybe a kind of friend with benefits, or maybe just casual open relationship and than...Bang! It just hits you.. you wake up happy , f@cking happy one morning after one year and you realise its a perfect relationship. He makes you that delicious coffee in the morning ( yep , even after a year)...He cooks for you to show you his perfectly fine cooking skills, and I have to admit he nails it every time ( I'm a 'lil bit more clumsy ), he helps me to clean when I need it. So he is nothing that I was thinking about him when i first met him. I cant say he is perfect for everybody but for me, he is ...the perfect one ! 

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Even when we fight...I just cant get mad for more than few hours because we love each other and that's the only thing we don't agree at , who loves who more. I know, I know its childish but in a kind of lovely way. When in a relationship its of course very important to respect each other and understand and so on but there are moments when you are serious because you have to agree on a moving together and witch apartment is good on price and space and all that mature stuff and then there is a moments when you stay in a park on that swing you both adore to swing on and be like i don't know maybe 10y and laugh at anything. There are moments when you need to be romantic and cook dinner with candles ( you or him) and there is a moment when you just need to get that sexy greed out of you and stay in high heels waiting for him..naked ...or in a ''dessous''...And there is all this things you do for each other no matter how different you are , how old, how clumsy, how romantic... it all comes together because you are together, and in love.
So the differences are more than one and at that first time when I met him I was like '' Damn he is looking good, but... he is so immature and different than me...'' and now i tend to think that those words applies to me ...I'm the one immature and different. Maybe also good looking , ha ha . yep damn good looking :p

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There are no differences when it comes to love. You can change. They say people don't change but I think they do when its wort it. When you have for who to become a better person. 
So after one year my damn good looking immature and different boy is nothing more than a lovely,handsome ,mature man. I am glad that we didn't let the time to pass and quit on each other. I believe this kind of love happens just once in a life time...
Hope you guys find you're perfect match and fight for each other no matter what.. The world is a mess , life is short and tricky, you need someone to be there for you if you fall to catch you and bring you back on the top.
Its amazing how time goes by after your 20'es,. almost 30 here and for me life just started...
And I am gonna wake up so f@cking happy every morning in our bed ( the same bed from the beginning) for the rest of my life. Happy journey may start for us, different or same I don't mind.

P.S. Loved the way he covered me this morning and drives me with the bed :)))

P.S.S Be careful what you wish for, eventually its gonna happen...And there are no differences when you love... You just love those differences..because they are part of him/ her and thats why you love him/her in the first place, those differences made him/her just the way he/she is.

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Xoxo Ybell

The person, you're person...my person

My person is the one person I can call at 12 pm, 4 am , 6 pm , 2 am , its not about the hour its about the person. My person is always there for me no matter what hour it is no matter what day...And for sure doesnt matter if we talked yestreday or one month ago.. always there for me and Im always here for her.

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I have had always been that kind of girl that will be here for you at any time and doesnt matter if I know you for a week or for years. But my person told me yesterday I am too good for this World and I cant help everybodey no matter how hard I try. I was really sad because all my friends are far from me , miles away..And I cant go over at night and snuck into her house to tell her something i need to tell her that moment,because I have to buy an airplane for that. But I can always call her and dramatize on the phon about all I want , she will always listen, understand and agree. And then I realized that friendships is like marriage. Its comitment and understanding and years of building it. And there is no difference because if youre person your bff is becoming the second person you call there will be jelousy , oh it will.You can call her in the morning after a month and she will understand if you cry ,she will cry with you or if you are happy , she will laught with you no mater that you woke her up and she just had a dream about that sexy guy :)
My person knows all about me and I know all about her and the thing is she will never tell... you remember I told you about secrets, when you need someone to tell ,thats the person you tell anything and you dont have to say :'' please dont tell anyone '' because she just know thats something secret just when you start to tell...

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You know they ask why youre husband or boyfriend cant be also youre best friend , youre person. Because they dont have thate gene , cromosome that take to understand you all the time when you just need to gossip and cry and smile ...they try and we apreciate it but it just doesnt come togheter. How can I tell him '' well right now I had this amayin sex with you...and you are so sweet when you wisper that sexy things in my ears..'' and now you tell me who will be jelous? he will be proud and thats it '' Im glad honey you enjoy it,  I love you...'' Thats it! I need my person to tell me '' damn girl you are so lucky i didnt had sex for a week... Im happy for you and jelous of you...bla bla'' thats our thing and she is jelous ,lol, mission acomplished. Or when I need to tell her about his friends writting to him '' look today I saw that girl from his school/work wrote to him , damn she is anoyng and bitchy and I would like her to be bold any time soon , and I know she is jelous but damn girl find another one he is mine'' and she is there ready with her text'' That bitch? oh send some photo...she is so ugly she is really jelous you are amazing she will never be like you (she can look good but my person will make her look like hobitt) and sure if you want I can make her bold just say when...'' so imagen this conversation with youre boyfriend '' why are you so jelous, babe she is only a friend, she is in my class / work place, but you are my girl my love , bla bla...'' finished ...Nope that doesnt work. 
There is a reason there exist this '' MY PERSON'' and there is a good reason , she is like that little voice inside you that really gets you, she knows when to be happy , sad , jelous , to pretend, to lie, to suport, to be that person at any time any hour . to be youre friend for a lifetime. So thank you for being there for me. 

As for husbands and boyfriends,,,We do love you but we dont want you to be more than our better half. We need you to love us to understand, to cook :p , to respect , cuddel , fight, cry , smile and all those things, but let us gossip and critic and hate and do stupid things with that person. Not because you dont understand but because you miss that cromosome. 
I love you babe thank you for trying to be  my bff this days , you will alway be my everything and I love you so so much , but I think Ill just pay phone bills to call her for gossiping and hating this situation with certain people and to hate those girls who writes you !LOL, and to remember old good times...

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Xoxo Ybell

What if...

The question that kills me...And I am sure I'm not the only one. But when we ignore it is it better or is it just kind of archived inside our soul?

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What if I was born in another country, what if I was younger, what if my best friend lived door next to me, what if I was living in the 60's, what if I had finished another university,what if I wasn't afraid of airplanes, what if  I was not smoking , what if I never met him....and so on...
But however I turn around this questions , what if... will never change. Because you cant have it all...And you will never know the other way around, because then... where is the pleasure of living and discovering and that adrenaline of unknown?
I guess if I was born in another country I maybe wouldn't have problems with the f#@king visa for traveling, or maybe I wouldn't have what to eat instead. Or maybe I would trow that shit water bucket on Internet or maybe I  wouldn't have water to drink only from some hole full of dirt in a ground.Definitely I wouldn't have this amazing parents that give me this life and this little amazing pain in the ass of brother that I adore. Maybe if I was younger I wouldn't for sure know what I know now and definitely I don't know much, but than oh if I was younger I wouldn't be here at this moment. And who would write for you?:p .My best friend never did live far from me so that's kind of weird because she came in my room at 4 in the morning if she wanted, that's how safe we have been before. Now I think she would have to pass a 5 security cameras to get in and wake me up for coffe at the corner of the street at 4 am. And life do move us apart in another street, village,city or country even continents but if we are friends, that will never change our friendship, ever! If I wasn't smoking I would probably be more healtier , lol! that's maybe truth but damn I would have no coffee cigarette time to enjoy. I like it that's the fact. And today all sort of things are not healthy , so I will short my life for 5 minutes with that cigarette in the morning but I will find a way to make it longer with some moves :D And about him... If I wouldn't met him...that's a good question... I wouldn't know how it feels to be loved. I wouldn't knew what love is all about...But hey if :))) hahah yeah if again... if its meant to be i eventually would have met him somewhere on my life rod or? I guess I will never know what if... 
All i have to say is to be happy with what we have, and if you crave for more, do it, nobody will stop you to shine and rise but '' what if...'' forget about it and live you're life the way it is given to you , because its you're life and you have just one ( if you're not a cat, lol) enjoy it wit all that it offers to you. 
Rise and shine my dears 

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Xoxo Ybell

Prague..make you're own fairytale

They all can tell you stories how beautiful, how historical, how full of tourists , where is cheap to buy, where is good to eat, how you can dress to impress and so on... 
What people don't tell you about Prague is that you can fall in love all over again and you go there to escape from everyday routine, you don't go there only to visit ,because all of  that you can find all over Internet, forums with what and where and how to get there. What you don't know is how you hug more strongly in this city and how you hold hands at minus degrees without glows .. not because you can not buy there or because you forgot them at home, its because you are feeling warm and his hand in mine is making it worth freezing.

Prague..ah that city.. It makes you to fall in love with it the moment you walk around that astronomical clock, and when you see at the end of the Charles bridge the towers from the castle...that moment you know you are his princess for the rest of you're life because he is there with you, And he holds you're hands like no one did it before, like he don't want to lose you ever. When he tells you how happy he is to be there with you and how this moment is THAT moment...when both of you know Prague is not just a city filed up with history but also a city that brings all the best in you and your significant one.
I can tell you that you must go over there but be sure that when you arrive there he will wait for you at that main station, and he will run to you no matter how slippery it is, the feeling you will experience is that you will forget about everything around you , let you're bags fall and just jump in his arms. 
I used to think that this happens only in movies, romantic once that i cry my eyes off and think how would it be that to happen in real life ...But it can.,.. And believe me its much more better in reality, because its real. And for this you need that one person that loves you , not because he has to or because you are just good for him..Its because you are his THE ONE and he knows that, he loves you because you are perfect for him and he do things because he feels that's right then and all that comes from his heart. Don't settle for nothing less than you know you deserve. I didn't. I wont. I have him...And he inspires me every day ...
 And Prague...just go there and see how good it tastes when he feeds you with a slice of duck between his fingers ( I even don't like duck) but this one tasted damn good. Try to ask for direction in an Theater and the man from the doors give you cards for the next play just because you too are lucky that evening. Try to kiss at the edge of Castle with you're lips friezed out, but it is the best kiss ever, where you see the whole city above and you are the queen of his heart there freezing on a wind. His arms grabs you like a thine little piece and makes a place in his jacket at his chest so you can feel comfortable. That is my place. That is the safest place on the Planet. No matter where we are when he hugs me I am safe forever.
Hope I made you're heart to jump for a sec. And maybe you consider to visit Prague. The story about it is ... that you make you're own story there.So pack you're bags and go..Make you're story, make a good one. We did it..And its an amazing one.. Fairytale do exist.

xoxo Ybell