Marlon Gael

The invisible weight of being strong

Sometimes I wonder how heavy the "strong" label can be. It is not always about lifting others or appearing that everything is fine ... It is also silent when something hurts, smiling when all you want is to disappear for a while, and continue giving without expecting anything.Today I don't want to be strong. I just want to be. Without expectations, without loads, without having to demonstrate that I can with everything. Because even those that shine, sometimes, we also need a break.

Unexpected temptation 😈✨

I don't always plan to behave badly ... but you have that way of appearing just when I want to sin the most.It's as if you knew how to read me, as if you felt when my body is ready to play.Sometimes it is enough to see you connected so that everything changes. My ideas get messy, my skin turns on, and my show is no longer routine ... because you do it differently.With you, there is no script. I just wish.Maybe that's why you are my favorite temptation. That which comes without warning, but I always hope.And today ... I'm more than ready to let me carry. And you?

Capricho with its own name

Today I woke up with a rare feeling ... as if my body remembered a desire that my mind still does not processes at all. And while I had coffee, I understood it: it was a craving, but not something sweet ... but someone.There are days when one simply knows that he needs to be look, desired, caused. That needs to play with words and pauses. That he needs to feel someone's energy on the other side, responding with the same intensity.And yes ... today I have a whim. I don't say it to say. It has a name, it has a history, it has history. Could it be that you felt it too?

When you connect ... everything changes

I don't know what you have, but when you appear in my room ... everything becomes more intense. Your energy, your words, that way of looking at me even through the screen... they ignite me.It is not only what you say, but how you say it. You make me feel desired, special, as if the show were just for you. And maybe it is ... because when you are, my attention is there. Every gesture, every movement, every sigh ... I do it thinking about what you like.I don't know if you notice, but you provoke me. You make me want to go further. And if you have ever wondered if you melt ... the answer is yes. Each. Damned. Time.So you know, when you want to turn on this spark, just connect ... I'll be ready

What nobody sees "

Sometimes I wonder how many versions of me live in the eyes of others. The sweet, the fort, the sensual, the quiet, the laughter ... but rarely someone asks who I am when the lights go out and the character took away.Today, I just wanted to write this to remind me - and remember you - that it is fine not to fit into what they expect. That is fine to feel, cry, stop, start over. What real is also an act of courage.Because what nobody sees ... also tells. It also matters.

The silences that nobody sees

Sometimes, the most intense is not what is said ... but what is silent.In my room there are lights, laughs, looks, games. But there are also pauses.Seconds where the soul breathes, where I am not a character, or fantasy ... only me.And I like to think that, even if you don't say it, you also notice.That behind each smile there is a connection beyond the body.Today I don't want to write about what I showed.I want to write about what I felt when you were there ... in silence ... but seeing myself true

Silence also excites

There are nights that I don't need words ... only looks to speak, breaths that accelerate and skin that responds.The desire does not always shout. Sometimes whisper. Sometimes you only feel in the way I think about you when I close my eyes ... and I imagine touching myself without saying a single word.Because there are silences that wet more than any groan.

Routine also has magic

Sometimes we believe that life is only interesting when something goes out of the ordinary. But today I realized that even in the "normal" days there are small moments that shine.The morning coffee, a song that sounds just when you need it, an unexpected laugh ...Today nothing extraordinary happened to me, and yet I felt good. Because I understood that tranquility is also a form of happiness.Not everything has to be an event. Sometimes, just being present is enough.

The value of being alone without feeling alone

Today I woke up with the house in silence. Nothing sounded, nor a notification, nor a voice, nor a noisy thought. Only me, my breathing and the world outside. And I didn't feel alone.Learning to enjoy my own company has been a long process. Sometimes we confuse being alone with being abandoned, but it is not the same. Being alone today gave me space to think, to feel, to be. And that is also part of growing.Sometimes the best moments are not published or shared. They simply live.

What we shut up when we smiled

Sometimes a hurricane hides behind a smile. Today was one of those days where everything seemed normal on the outside, but inside I felt a thousand things. I don't know if it's tiredness, loneliness or simply those days where everything weighs a little more. But the same I smiled, I chatted, I played ... I did my thing.The funny thing is that, despite that knot in the chest, someone from the other side of the screen made me really laugh. He reminded me that even in gray days, a real connection can save the moment.And that, although it seems simple, is very worth it.

What you don't see

Today I smiled a lot in camera. I laughed, I played, I flirted ... And yet, nobody noticed that I was sad.Sometimes being strong confuses being happy. But they don't always go hand in hand.There are days when all I need is someone to ask: how are you really?Not courtesy. But because I really want to know.

Silences that speak more than a thousand words

Today I stayed a while looking out the window without thinking about anything ... or thinking about everything. Sometimes the noise of the world goes out for a second, and there, in that space, the questions that we avoid: am I where I want to be? Am I being who I want to be?I don't always have answers, but I like staying in those awkward silences. They remind me that I keep looking, that I do not conform, that within me there is something that has not turned off. Maybe that also happens to you ... And if so, I like that we are accompanied on this trip, even from afar.

Forbidden to resist

Today I woke up with a single thought: provoke you.I don't know if it's the weather, my desire or simply you, but I feel that I don't want to be innocent today ... I want to be a delicious danger.Do not look for me if you are not ready to fall into temptation ... because this time, I will not let you escape.

I think with desire 💭

Today I could not concentrate on anything ... because every time I close my eyes, I imagine you just behind me, whispering things that cannot be written here. Do you know what causes me more? Think that you also imagine, without filters, without pauses, without clothes ...I am ready to play with your mind ... and maybe a little more. Do you dare?

What is not seen in camera

Today I don't want to talk about light or poses. I want to talk about those seconds before transmitting, when I look in the mirror and ask myself if I will be enough today. Sometimes the smile is ready, but the heart is not so much. However, I turn the camera, not by obligation, but because I learned that there is strength to show myself even when I tremble inside.Not everything in this work is play and seduction. It is also to build trust from the rubble, turn looks at bridges, and make each connection something that, although fleeting, feels real.Today I celebrate, with everything and my doubts. Because behind each transmission, there is a woman who also looks for, who is also ... and who also loves, every time a little more.

What I shut up when I smile

Sometimes you look at me and think that everything is fine, that I am always happy, that nothing worries me. But behind that smile there are a thousand silent battles that nobody sees. There are days when I doubt myself, in which I wonder if I am doing the right thing, if I go on the path that will take me to rest.But I'm still ... with that same smile. Not because everything is fine, but because I chose not to give up. Because I learned that every fall makes me stronger, and every difficult night he brings me closer to the version of me that I want to be.I smile because I still have fire in my chest. And that, although sometimes it hurts, is also beautiful.

What nobody sees "

Sometimes I feel that I show too much, and other times I feel that I show nothing.The skin looks easy, but there are days when the difficult thing would be to show the soul.Behind every flirtatious look, there are thoughts that nobody imagines.And behind each sexy smile, there are silences that sometimes weigh.Today I do not come to seduce. Just write what I have many times.Because not everything you see in me is fire. Sometimes I am also smoke, shadow, calm.And that is also part of the show ... although nobody noticed it.

🌒 Nights that do not forget

Last night I turned off the lights and I was silent.There was no music, there were no messages, only the echo of my thoughts.Sometimes, when everything stops, it is when we do more noise.I remembered things that I thought forgotten, wishes that I have not fulfilled and promises that I made myself.Has it ever happened to you for a simple night to change your soul a little?To me. And I don't know if I want to rest the same.

What taught me a descansando night

I couldn\'t descansar last night. Not because of insomnia, or for concerns ... I just wanted to stop my mind.I thought about everything I want to achieve, what is afraid of me, in what I want and I still do not dare to look.Sometimes, when everything is silent, it is when the heart speaks stronger.And I understood that not always rest is to close my eyes ... Sometimes it is to let the soul breathe.Today I got tired, yes ... but also clearer, firmer, more me.

The silences that also speak

Today I was thinking about everything we say ... without saying anything.A look, a pause, a respite ... sometimes they say more than a thousand words.Has it happened to you that someone looks at you and you feel that your soul bares you, without touching you?It happens to me. And I confess: I love it.Because there are silences that caress, which cause, that invite.And in this world full of noise, they seem like a gift.