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| When We Make Love (Part II) |
| 03.28.04 (8:10 am) [edit] |
Your hands still on my skin, rubbing my lower back across to my hip, tickling shivers run down my spine,,, but I like it...
I love the feel of your skin against mine, I want to press my breasts to you, against your nakedness.
When you put your lips to my breast its unexplainable the feelings that course through out my entire insides, I want you to consume me.. my hard nipple inside your mouth and your tongue tracing circles around it... I want you to consume me.. I rub my fingers through your hair as it falls upon my chest during your feasts upon my breast, and I see into your eyes as you are looking at me.. I am breathing heavily and I cannot maintain my breath. Your mouth feels so good against me. I pull you in harder urging you to continue. I love the feel of your hair upon me. I love the feel of your mouth upon me. I love the feel of your skin against me. I love the feel of your hands exploring me. I dont want it to end... ever...
When you touch me, when you kiss me, when we are together in intimate moments as we are,,, I feel as if I'm in another world. A magical world with a beautiful angel. I feel addicted. I feel consumed by you. I feel love, I feel passion, I feel many things that are new, many things that I thought were dead, many things that I didn't think I could have. You bring things out in me that amazes me. As if you are willing it... as if you are conjuring it in some magic spell,, it appears...
The moments I become lost in you are the only times that I feel truly found.. irony I know, but so much how I feel.
Our hips together, I long to have you closer, yet you are against me pressed ever so firmly...
I feel you enter me, and such desire fills me in an instance that I must close my eyes. I feel them roll back in my head and I cannot control my need to express the pleasure I am feeling and moans escape me... Each time you enter me, is as if I've never felt you before... Its wonderful... I want you in me,, I want you completely,,, because you complete me.. I am nervous.. I'm not sure why,,, it's not a negative thing.. more of an excitement.. When I feel I'm at the brink of releasing myself to you ,,, I shake,,, nervous as if I'm not sure what's happening to me,,, almost like I've not been there before. And I haven't... the places you take me,, the feelings you ignite in me,, the feelings I have for you... all new and never experienced.. I can say that I make love to you... I truly feel emotion during this act of love, that I have not felt with another, and I am grateful. Sometimes the desire to just fuck you washes over me,, but I look at you and I feel so much love that I can't... its more than that with you... so much more...
As I feel you thrust inside me, looking into your eyes, knowing you want me, and knowing how much I want you,,, I begin to feel a building desire inside me growing, and I know that it's going to be hard for me to prolong this heaven. I want to prolong it.. I want to cherish each movement of your body.. each moment our eyes meet and that rush of excitement runs through me as if it's the first time our eyes have met.. every touch of your hand upon me,,, your hand upon my mouth muffling my moans, my grunts, my heavy breathing.. only makes me feel more pleasure...
Your thrusts pick up a strong and quicker pace and I have to slow down,,, I don't want it to end.. I want it to last... but I know that I cannot control it.. I cannot keep myself from exploding on you, I look at you and it is all it takes, just looking at your sexy eyes, your sensual lips, your godlike to me.. godlike at times, definately angelic always,, and I feel it.. releasing onto you I am spent, and I still long for you as if it never happened.. I cannot have you enough.. I hear your breath quicken, become heavier, and inside me I feel a determined rythym,,, throbbing begins to vibrate the walls of my insides, I know what is coming and I suddenly experience an uncontrollable feeling of desire... I want you.. I need you in me.. and then warmth.. warmth inside my stomach sending warmth through out my entire body.. I feel desire... the wet warmth inside me sends passion running through me, and I want you all over again.. I dont want you to stop.. I want this feeling to continue.. and it does.. as we lay there, spent, satisfied and content.. I want you still.. an addiction... the more I get the more I want of you...
In every way...
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| My Fluffy |
| 03.28.04 (7:16 am) [edit] |
Your so beautiful,
Browns, beieges, and blacks swirled all together to make the beautiful designs we call markings.
They tell alot about you.
Your unique, your different, your special
Your special to me.
I love to feel you against me after a bath.
You feel so warm and soft.
I love the way you curl up on me to get warm from the chill from being in the water.
The way you slither around my arms, around my neck, around my waist and around my legs...
Squeezing slightly as if to hug me and thank me for taking such care of you.
I miss you so...
The way you use to curl up on my belly and listen to my heart beat.
The way you use to creep into the bed at night because you were lonely...
The way you use to flick your tongue out to touch me making sure it was me...
You definately were one of a kind.. and very special to me.. I miss you Fluffy...
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| Looking Up |
| 03.28.04 (7:07 am) [edit] |
As I lay there, the cold ground cooling me through the blanket, the clovers so soft beneath it, looking up at the clear night sky and watching the stars twinkle.. I begin to wonder.. what must it be like to lay here night after night.. wacthing the leaves gently sway back and forth on the tree. I see the stone above me.. I imagine how cold it must be in the night air but I do not touch it.. I just lay there, listening..
listening..
to the sounds of nothing... to the sounds of silence...
Its so beautiful..
Such peacefullness...
Is it like that for whom it is that I lay atop of?
Can they see day in and day out.. the things that I see.. do they watch the leaves flow... do they feel the earth around them?
Do they know the rain and the sunshine?
Or is it nothingness..
Is it darkness... loneliness...
what do they see..
Do they see me right now lying here, as I wonder about their lives before they were here..
Do they wonder who I am..
Do they see the stary night as I do...
What must it be like to lay here every day for Eternity and see this view, hear the quiety, experiencing the calm.. serenity..
It must be beautiful
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| When We Make Love (Part I) |
| 03.27.04 (1:39 pm) [edit] |
Heavy breath upon my skin, I feel it with my entirety. Sending shivers throughout my body, your lips so soft upon me. Your hand glides across my skin which is consumed with just your mere presence, lighting fire deep within me. I shake.
I seek your lips, in hopes to comfort the hungry feeling I have suddenly to devour you entirely. Butterflies in my stomach... I look in your eyes. Suddenly feeling so small in your presence, I know that I am yours. My body, my heart screams in this moment to have you.
I put my hand to your face to feel you within my touch, I must know that you are real. I trace the outlines of your face, memorizing every detail.. your eyes,,, etched eternally in my mind, in my heart, in my soul, I need not memorize for I see them everytime I close mine. Your lips so soft and beckoning. I put my fingers to them, feeling your kiss so tantalizing upon them, sends emotions surging through me that I cannot contain, my eyes close to recollect myself, I do not want to loose myself to lust when it is the love I feel that draws me to you... Recollect myself and focus back on you... I feel the warmth between my legs,,, the wetness has well formed a glaze so intoxicating I can not resist the urge to feel it and rub the moistness upon my skin. Back to your lips, I trace the outlines of your mouth,,, venturing inside to feel your tongue teasing my fingertips. I scrape my forefinger across your teeth, the feel of hard enamel covered pearls of your warm oasis causes my chest to tighten as my breath becomes heavier,, in thoughts of my wrists upon them ir you would sink them into the flesh that so welcomes you.
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| Cum In Me |
| 03.27.04 (12:45 pm) [edit] |
I long to feel your love so throb
Deep within my walls
Warming, filling, a satisfying
The achy hungry calls
To feel the silky lotion white
Upon my skin that's bare
Seeping from within the hole
To find the sex filled air,
Scoop it up and watch it glisten
Running down my fingers I see
Mmm the taste of your sweet love
Upon my tongue I need.
Slippery skin between my legs
My clit grows hard and throbbing
My fingers placed upon your cock
The darkended place is calling
Praying for your soon release
To ease my tortured longing
To feel the maleness you possess
Become one with me, my Darling,
Slow down a bit, I wish not to miss,
Every feeling of your rythym,
In and out, darkened bliss,
Yet such a taste of heaven.
Cum in me, my one true love,
Your moans of pleasure pleases me,
Release yourself into me sweet,
And grant me extacy...
Cum In Me...
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| .:Who Am I?:. |
| 03.27.04 (12:20 pm) [edit] |
I walk amongst you everyday
Yet I am no where that you are
I talk to you, I hear you speak,
But your words grace not my heart,
I know your name, I know your face,
I forget you when you are gone,
I see you unrecognizingly pass,
I hear the music I know not the song.
My heart beats the same as yours
Yet my blood is much thicker still,
Giving my all to save what means nothing
I suffer that you may heal...
Suffering crying, painfully aware
Your smiling your laughing your happiness
I'm satisfied to see you so
In all of your thoughtlessness.
Pushed aside forgotten and alone
I hold you up in all your glory
Haunted by nightmares fullfilling your dreams
Happy ending your fairytale story
For all that matters now is you...
You forget who I am as so do I,
Every moment your hate feeds off my love,
Your living each moment I die...
Who Am I?
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| In My |
| 03.27.04 (11:42 am) [edit] |
I hear you in the shadows
Laughing behind my sight
Making faces in hiding places
In the whispers hints of delight
The sun is shining for once today
I emerge from darkness
Serenity sickening, death seems quickening
Morbid Peacefullness
Seeking solitude of my tomb
I must crawl away
Hide in melancholy, embracing the unholy,
Perhaps this will be the day...
Perhaps this will be the day...
Perhaps this will be the day...
Perhaps...
I must crawl away...
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| Danse Vampyre |
| 03.21.04 (6:19 pm) [edit] |
Current Mood: Dark and Ummmmm Darkeerrrrrrr 
Song of the Day..
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by Vampiria
Danse Vampyre
Oh, night of beauty, love and cruelty
Twisting, writhing bodies guiding
Love of splendour, kisses tender
Palest skin to touch surrender
Wild desire rising higher
Fragile limbs denied their power
Holding, touching, kissing, crushing
A dance before the dawn comes rushing
Fingers reaching, glances fleeting
Purest souls are slowly weakening
Screaming, crying, living, dying
Yearning breast descending, sighing
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| Well I Guess This Turned Out To Be A Blog After All... |
| 03.18.04 (6:20 pm) [edit] |
Current Mood: No change from CottonCandy68' blog.. I'm still Playful.. a little silly.. 
Oh well I knew I wouldnt be mad enough or horny enough to post anything here.. although a certain Tarzan crouching long hair flowing in front of his face good looking hunk of man could really easily change the later of the two... with just a look.. with just a whisper.. and I'd be gone..
Oh well,, just talking about it does something to me.. so maybe the horny thing isn't too distant...
He's so pretty.. he's so sexy.. he's so wonderful.. I melt just thinking about him.. I don't think I've ever had anyone to just look at me like he does and start me to trembling like I do.. I know I haven't.
His eyes.. oh his sea of blue eternity sends a shock throughout me each time his sight touches mine...
Slow motion, time almost standing still as I gaze into them.. into forever... into everything...
and when he speaks.. his eyes open up to me..
As if not only he is speaking with his lips, but from his soul as well..
And as I speak to him.. they withdraw as if recieving me into his being...
Oh how I long to be lost inside them... if I die, it would be heaven I'm sure that I'd find in his eyes..
I loose myself to daydreams.. drifting off into his arms..
Loosing myself to his touches... I can hear his voice...
Cute little noises he makes.. quirky sayings he uses to make me laugh.. the childish ramblings he carries on about to get me giggling... the way he sits.. the way he lays.. the way he sleeps.. brushing his hair,,, all rolling through my mind,, filling my heart so that I could cry..
His thoughts.. things he notices and thinks on... he sees beauty in things that most people pass by every day and never know exists... yet he doesn't see how beautiful he is..
I've always had a phobia of experiencing personal loss.. you know.. when your scared that people you care about will die.. or leave you... or your parted... I have this strange obssession with graveyards yet if a close friend or family member were to actually be there, I'm not sure I could handle it.. It something that haunts me.. and I have never had to face it, but become extremely grievious if I think of it.. and its something that haunts me.. I have dreams.. dreams of people I love dying.. and I want to die as well.. its probably my one greatest and most feared FEAR... because I don't have that much that I'm afraid of... not to the point of worrying about it... not to the point that it consumes me like this does.. and it seems with him.. it's even more of a fear than I've had with anyone.. outside of my children. The thoughts of loosing him.. paralyzes me and I could just weep.. and the biggest part of that is what if something happens.. will he know just how much I love him.. will he know just how much he has meant to me..and what he's brought to my life.. will he know that because of him.. my life was better... will he have the slightest idea?
Things like this bother me.. I'm often doing things spur of the moment for my family and kids when I get to thinking about loosing them.. and they have no idea why.. and I dont guess I've ever told but one person about this phobia to the extent that I'm writing about it here now.. and I still haven't expressed how much it plagues my mind..
Well I started out thinking this wasnt going to be much of a blog but I guess I kept rambling on until its a good sized one.. although not very exciting it's still here.. and I'm still in a playful mood so I guess I'm gonna see what I can get into.. maybe Tracy is online and I can create a user ID to mess with her.. hmm lets see... she's already caught on to psychofreakyjasonchick... and I've used all my other ones against her already.. lets see.. perhaps something male...
idlovetosuckyourtoes
weirdguynextdoor
can_i_see_your_ummm
doyouhavefriestogowiththa tshake
ineedyouformysexslave
justshutupandtakeityouho
lol.. yeah justshutup.. thats it.. well I'm off to chat tag.. I hope her y tunnel isnt on... and I hope she doesnt read this before I mess with her...
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| OMGosh Jeremy Rhea |
| 03.17.04 (6:12 pm) [edit] |
OMGosh.. your like.. sooooo mad at me... lol..
I think its kinda funny cause I like haven't done anything wrong.. well accept for curse you, ummm diss you on this what you call 'piece of shit' site.. which was so awesome to you before my fuck you post... avoid you.. be mean to you on the phone.. and write you really mean emails.. but just so you know.. it's because felt personally injured by your actions and reactions.. so it's not anything personal to you.. geee wizzzz.. these are my thoughts and how I deal with inner turmoil.. gaaaaaaaa... why do you have to try to piss me off further.. just when I'm getting over it..
Ok I tell you what.. if it will make you feel better you can add your email to my comments section here so that you can feel like you really got it off your shoulders what you think about me.. you know.. like putting down how I look and talking about my flaws and all that other stuff you sent me.. which is so contrary to all the stuff you said before.. but anyway your personal opinions and your so right for having them.. as for me judging myself okkkkkkk.. here ya go...
I over react.. I'm a whiny baby.. I can be a bitch if I feel like your trying to run over me.. I am self concious.. I am vengeful,, I hold grudges,,, I get hurt much too easily,, and I take things too personally,,, I'm too defensive,,, I'm too touchy,,, Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr,,, I do mean things to people in retalliation that I shouldn't do.. like post mean things about them on the internet..
But all of this are defenses.. I give twice what I get.. if you are good to me I treat you like gold.. if you are mean to me,, watch out.. I do forgive very easily however.. so if you would of just give me time and let me express my feelings in a healthy manner.. I would have gotten it out of my system and been done with it..
okay okay,, so thats not an apology..
okay.. geeesssshhhhh.. your forgetting I'm a Sagittarian and its really hard for Sags to admit stuff like being sorry...
okay...
I'm sorry I dissed you on the net.. I'm sorry I blew up at you.. I'm sorry I cursed you, I'm sorry I hung up on you. I'm sorry I was a bitch to you..
DANG,, thats so hard
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| Jeremy Rhea |
| 03.10.04 (6:20 am) [edit] |
Current Mood: Get Outta My Way Dick!!! 
Well I got another email from Jeremy Rhea here it is and here is my response to you Jeremy Rhea...
JEREMY RHEA wrote:
hey sweety. whats happening? i was just sitting here at work wondering if you were ok and how you were doing. i really miss talking to you. You really are a sweet person no matter what everyone tells me. i hope you are doing alright and hope to here from you soon. seeya girl. jeremy
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Jeremy Rhea,,,
You know what.. fuck you.. you don't know shit about me other than what I look like ..... and whoever "everyone else" is can fuck you to.. how about that... because the only people you are talking to about me are people who have never even met me and know nothing about me.. like you.. and they only know what you tell them... so let them read this email and tell them that I said get a life and stop worrying about how hurt Jeremy Rhea is because he didn't get laid...
I knew you wouldn't get that post if I didnt email it to you.. What really gripes me about you is that you frigging act like I owed some sort of relationship of something when I told you straight forward how it was and what I needed... I need your friendship.. and I wanted to give you my friendship.. but you had no intentions of getting to know the real person I am.. you know what.. you probably don't even know what my favorite color is... can you guess without looking? NO... you know shit about me other that what you wanted to know... you didn't take the time to get to know me.. you were too consumed with wanting to get a date with me than learning me.. but I learned a few things about you... your not for real... sex is the main goal for you in a relationship... you crave attention... your insecure... your self concious... your manipulating... you pressure people to create the situation you are comfortable with instead of being comfortable with the situation... and you know something else.. you are a good person still.. so this is very hard for me.. because I did want to be your friend.. you act like I completely wounded you if i even hold a converstation with someone else... what's up with that.. I can't have a life outside of you??? And it really pisses me off that you would deny my friendship because you want more.. it makes me feel like the person I am doesn't matter.. so I don't have time for people who care that little about me... you and your friends can fuck off... don't bother replying to this because I'm blocking your email...
Oh and since you didnt read the post I wrote you after your whole "getting the hint" retarded email... here's your link... http://www.geocities.com/cott...
Have a great life I hope you find someone who wants to fuck you and cares less about the person you are and you can have a perfectly superficial relationship for the rest of your oh so insightful life... fucker...
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| Gay Marriage??? |
| 03.08.04 (5:58 pm) [edit] |
Ummm,, yeah.. that's what I said.. g a y m a r r i a g e..
Seems to be a touchy subject in the blogs on tblog... but I have been reading some of the posts and I kinda wanted to put my 2 cents worth in...
I was reading hardtoimagines blog from febuary.. I totally love her tblogs.. she is one of the bloggers on here that I look forward to seeing what she what she has to say next.. Just reading her makes you curious as to what her day will be like tomorrow... I'm sure since she made reference to skinnycows post I'm sure she wont mind me referring to hers... anyhoo.. she posted this..
Everyone who is against gay marriage should read this at skinnycow's blog!
Edit: And for all of you wondering, I believe than everyone should have the right to have a legally bonded relationship with the person that they love.
This is the part that gets me...
Everyone who is against gay marriage
There were a few interesting comments on this post.. but my opinion is this...
Who are you or I to be for or against this?
What does it matter to you what someone else chooses to do with his/her life...
Who are we to judge anyone?
One of the comments was utterly ridiculous however... such as the statement insinuating that if gay marriage was allowed that people would then want to marry kids and cats... thats crazy.. how can you compare loving another person to the love you have for a child or your pet... retarded...
I am not a lesbian.. I want to state that.. but I feel that if you find love with someone no matter what sex they are it is a rarity.. and I don't think that gay marriage is no more of a sin than the sin of judging another person according to your own beliefs..
and as soon as God grants certain individuals "Judicial Privelidges" then I will retract this statement and agree that it's ok to Judge others... But the last time I knew... that was HIS job...
Shouldn't you be more focused on your own happiness than that of others?
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| Ok thats just Freaky!! |
| 03.08.04 (3:19 pm) [edit] |
well ummm,, I complain about my post and then somehow it gets up there three times.. so don't think I'm repeating myself or anything..
CAN SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!!!
what's up with tblog today?
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| What Tha??? |
| 03.08.04 (2:57 pm) [edit] |
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Why is it my post doesnt automatically come up in recent posts anymore.. am I not worthy or some crap??? whats up with that???
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| Don't Read This |
| 03.08.04 (1:18 pm) [edit] |
Current Mood: Still Kinda Funky 
Yesterday I was in such a funky mood... and today it seems that as the day gradually progresses my mood slowly curtails from what seemed to be a flexible mood this morning... into an ill, frustrated, nervous mood this afternoon... Things just don't seem to be going my way today.. and my mood seems to get less and less flexible.. even the Master of Disguise would get on my nerves right now..
My conversation with Jonathan has been the best part of my day... which most days he tends to be the highlight... but I can't seem to get him out of my thoughts today... and I guess that is good because I sooo need him there right now...
I kept trying to write something in the bitchy witchy blog.. and I kept erasing it.. so I dont know that this wont wind up tot be the same thing... I may not finish it.. but hopefully I will...
It's so hard now for some reason to write in here,,, When I first started the bitchy witchy blog it felt soooo good to really see my thoughts in front of me and know that they weren't still hidden that I kept doing it and it has just grown up into this... but it's different now... then it was just me and the screen. Now I know that you are reading this, and when I say you, I mean all of you, for some reason it wasn't really apparant to me that I was so naked on here until recently,,, Now you are watching,,, seeing me and sometimes when I'm writing I find that thought creep in "Should I say that? I wonder what whatstherename will think about this?" and I wind up deleting alot of things.. where as before I would sit down and write and "Bam" it was there all my thoughts without second questioning whether or not I should say anything or not...
So now I have conflict just as in person with others.. of what to say... hmmmm... kinda a delimma huh.. and sort of ironic... but you know what.. I'm trying really hard not to do that so I'm going to force myself to write this,,, and I'm telling myself this entire time that I don't care... so it's your choice if you read it.. and I don't care what your opinion is... really,,, uhhh well.. no no no.. reallly I dont CARE!!!!!
I dont care..
ok..
here goes..
dont care...
The other night I found myself questioning my feelings... I couldnt seem to answer you when you asked me anything because it seemed I would repeat the question to myself.. and I was searching for the truth in the answer...
Do I accept you?
Of course I do.. I cannot imagine not ever accepting you...
How do I feel?
Very tough one.. as specially when I asked it to myself.. How do "I" feel?
Love is so many things.. and I've been so wrong to say it in the past and not really be sure of what I was feeling, although it was a positive and beautiful thing.. it still may not of been love.. and how is one to be sure?
Lets see...
I accept you... I know that you accept me...
I trust you completely.. and I feel trusted...
I respect you and I feel respect,,, something I cherish very deeply...
I love the person you are,,, and want you to be free to be that person... I feel I can be myself as well,, and you honor the individual I am as well.. and I feel free to be that person...
I do not judge you... and I feel so free and unjudged with you...
I miss you when you are away from me..
I long for you when I do not get to see you...
I ache for you when I think of you...
If something were to happen that we could not see each other again... I would be deeply hurt...
I feel like my life is made better with you in it...
And sometimes when I look in your eyes and you ask me how I feel.. Love flows over me and I feel it so strong ... and I just want to say it..
But it's as though some invisible force has my mouth clasp and wont allow me to utter the words...
Ok I had alot more I wanted to say there but my mood took another drop and I think I'm gonna go clean.. and do something with these darn kids... lol.. so maybe I can finish this later tonight... I have alot to do.. I have to try and make it to Lebanon before the glass place closes... and I have to go pay the phone bill, and if Kristie doesnt come get her kids pretty soon I wont have time.. lol... so I gotta get off here and get some things moving around here..
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| 03.04.04 (12:02 am) [edit] |
You know what,,, I don't need this shit..
I say Fuck you...
Being good to me as long as I'm
Within Eye View...
What about what I need outside of two feet?
Outside of you...
Do you think about what its like for me?
To miss you as I do?
Do you care that I suffer and long for the day
to be through...
I count the times you cared and those times are
So very few..
You comfort me in my hours of need as long
As the hour suits..
Heaven forbid you inconvenience yourself for just
A minute or two...
You selfish dick! You self-righteous Prick! You speak nothing of the Truth!
I just wish you would fucking die,, so that I may
Start anew...
So what you dont care,, that's allright with me,
What can I expect of you?
How could you possibly accpept my gift of love
So true,,
If you can't accept the shit you are,, a fucking white trash common fool...
So go to Hell and I hope you Choke on the biggest piece of maggot Poop..
And if nothing else when you burn for your lies I hope you see the truth...
That your a fucking piece of shit!!!!!!
ANgie
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| U Taste Good |
| 03.03.04 (4:04 pm) [edit] |
Current Mood: Horny 
What is it about your taste that hungers me?
Why does the thought of your fluid in my mouth causes
My mouth to begin to water?
I find myself sitting here in this daydream of you.
It's an almost constant thing at times for my to close my eyes and think about you.
Remembering each touch, every caress, every kiss and lick of your tongue, every thrust of our bodies together... I would love to have you here with me at this moment.. when I feel so...
uninhibited..
I must stop writing because I don't want to get too raunchy and I'm definately feeling raunchy..
So I will go..
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| I Hate This Place |
| 03.01.04 (6:16 pm) [edit] |
I hate this place, I don't even want to be here.
All the scents of stagnant life
Filling my nose with its dull stinch.
Poisoning every molecule of my being
With it's coroding existence.
Decay all around me...
How can you live like this?
There's no music...
Only the sounds of your pathetic attempts
To pretend you actually enjoy existing.
Where am I anyway...
Please tell me this is not what I was born for...
There must be something more than this.
What a waste...
How can you walk around pretending you're someone
Somewhere that you aren't...
How can you expect to know me when
You don't even know yourself..
God I hate this place..
Everything here is a Lie...
Nothing is for real, not no one, not anything,
Pieces of imagination floating around on imagination,
Endless idiocy repeating the same mummery.
Blind conceptions of what should be a beautiful thing
Twisted, manipulated, purposely beclouded in deceptions,
To be so ordinary, so bland, and without virtue
That you should pass it and not even know it is there.
That you should possess it and not even know it is yours.
That you should deny it and not even know of your misfortune...
I hate this place...
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| djquicksilver51 |
| 03.01.04 (9:38 am) [edit] |
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I posted this in my Bitchy Witchy Blog but only thought it appropriate to post it here as well since Justin does tblog here... his ID is djquicksilver51...
Okay,, I had like almost two pages of stuff wrote here about my entire weekend but decide to limit this to my day with Kristie, J and Billy, so I edited it and deleted everything else but to sum it off for ya...
Kristie, Jonathan, Cell Phone, Cat REEEAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRZZZ!, 2nd Ave, Graham Central, Hurricanes, Harassed Taxi Driver, Breaking the Law, "I Like Your Bike", Race You To The Top, Owie, Cage Dancin, Dollar, Strip Club, Lap Dance, Mcd's, Jonathan, Silly, Dancing on Cam, Miss You, Kelsey, Drop Off, Lebanon, Mboro, Jonathan, Stuff I can't Put Here, Cause it too Special, Justin, Billy, Everything You're About to Read, Noah, Busted Window, Blood, Potato Soup, Mmmm Chocolate Oatmeal Cookies... so all in a nutshell that was my weekend...
... For those of you who are not regular readers J (Justin) is my buddy from Knoxville whom I have been talking to for a while now.. we have just gotten to meet over the weekend for the first time,,, and this is how it went...
Justin calls and Kristie goes to meet him to bring him back..
He was just like online and on the phone.. It was really refreshing to meet someone who was exactly as I thougth they would be.. well almost, he was shorter than I thought but it was a good thing... Couple of cut ups he and his friend are... and I'm glad that Billy could open my eyes to the fact that not all Virgos are bad... I shouldnt blame others for someone elses stupidity...
I think they may have been a little bored with our small town tendancies but they were real sports about it.. After dragging them in and out of 3 or 4 redneck bars, I think they were ready to dance and stay in one place for more than 5 minutes, as Billy stated.. lol..
We headed to Lebanon, which is not much more upbeat from us.. and hit the old stomping ground the Turtle.. It was ok.. for me anyway.. I enjoy being somewhere that I know people and that everyone there is just having a good time.. I really don't fit in with the Meat Markets in Nashville.. and I tend to get really rude with people there because I know they are only looking to get laid.. so I would rather be somewhere I'm familiar with... I can't believe I said that... I don't fit in well in Nashville... wow.. I'm really growing up...
Anyway... we shook our booty.. watched the wet tshirt contest and came home.. J and Billy spent the night here.. J and I were gonna fix Billy up for a pic but I got sleepy and fell asleep... so I got this one this morning.. sorry Billy... please don't make me take this down.. lol..
Didn't really take pics.. unusual for me... but if you want to see the ones I did get and this blog on my other site... go to http://www.geocities.com/cott... maybe next time I can get more... my mind was somewhere else I guess...
But Justin was great, Billy was cool, and Kristie was her same energetic breathe of fun... but I really wish we could have just spent time getting to know each other better instead of running around trying to find something to do... maybe next time...
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