Anybody who believes that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach flunked geography. ~Robert Byrne
I laughed so hard when I read this.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Ecstasy
I was blessed with a wonderful lover on my last night out...
His body was cut to perfection as if carved by the mighty gods themselves.
His touch was tender, yet firm.
Every moment was treated as if sacred.
No part of my body was forgotten.
As he went down on me, I felt myself overthrown with a sense of pleasure, like I had not felt for what seemed like eternity.
Even thighs were moist as I longed to feel his cock inside me, and he took pleasure in teasing me for a while.
It happened, when none could wait no longer.
We mounted each other time after time, until I lost count of the number of orgasms he induced in me.
And we laid together, after, in a moment of bliss, totally unaware of the world around us.
This was love as it were to be made.
His body was cut to perfection as if carved by the mighty gods themselves.
His touch was tender, yet firm.
Every moment was treated as if sacred.
No part of my body was forgotten.
As he went down on me, I felt myself overthrown with a sense of pleasure, like I had not felt for what seemed like eternity.
Even thighs were moist as I longed to feel his cock inside me, and he took pleasure in teasing me for a while.
It happened, when none could wait no longer.
We mounted each other time after time, until I lost count of the number of orgasms he induced in me.
And we laid together, after, in a moment of bliss, totally unaware of the world around us.
This was love as it were to be made.
It's there and then... poof!
The need for more, more and more.
The true nature of humans.
The sense of stability.
The sense of contentment.
The sense of happiness.
It's there and then... Poof!
It's gone!
More blood.
More lust.
More.
The true nature of humans.
The sense of stability.
The sense of contentment.
The sense of happiness.
It's there and then... Poof!
It's gone!
More blood.
More lust.
More.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Word of the Day
Widdiful: Someone who deserves to be hanged
Still, the word sounds so funny, it made me laugh all day long hihihi
Still, the word sounds so funny, it made me laugh all day long hihihi
Music for ears, body, soul
Some songs just get you horny: Gothminister - Angel
Some tunes are just deep, no matter how simple they are: Justin Timberlake - Comes around interlude
Some will transport you into a nightmare: Die Form - Deep Inside
Some are just too short: Nathan Barr - Bill and Sookie together
Some will remind you of the best times: Nickelback - Rockstar
Some voices are just powerful and strange: Cradle of Filth - Nymphetamine
Some are eerie: Tricky - Hell Is Around The Corner
Some will make your heart ache for love: Placebo - Sleeping With Ghosts
Some tunes are just deep, no matter how simple they are: Justin Timberlake - Comes around interlude
Some will transport you into a nightmare: Die Form - Deep Inside
Some are just too short: Nathan Barr - Bill and Sookie together
Some will remind you of the best times: Nickelback - Rockstar
Some voices are just powerful and strange: Cradle of Filth - Nymphetamine
Some are eerie: Tricky - Hell Is Around The Corner
Some will make your heart ache for love: Placebo - Sleeping With Ghosts
The eyes say it all
If we're unlucky enough, we've all been in relationships with men who don't deserve us.
These men mostly over-love us, showering us love and affection for fear of losing us.
Overdoing romantic dinners, surprising us with flowers, etc, etc...
I may sound cold for not appreciating the attention I once got from a man whose love turned obsessive, but sometimes too much passion just seems wrong.
One day, you just realize that something ain't right, that something won't ever be enough for you.
Gifts are material, flowers shed their petals, and, time come, so does the relationship.
I had super-low self esteem a couple of years ago, and contented myself with someone who had no life ambition, no good looks, and who was crap in the sack.
And one day, I opened my eyes, and really saw him. Was I happy? Or will I ever be happy? I saw him for who he was. Someone who will never bring me anything, teach me anything, or even won't even be helped.
The look I had on my face probably said it all. You know, when you're looking at your man, and not saying anything, and don't have a hint of a smile on your face.
I'm not saying he won't make anyone happy. One person's caviar, is another person's shit-sandwich.
As bad as this article may sound, my life did get better when we broke up. I got my self-esteem back, and went on with my life, never looking back at that time of my life.
How do you feel about this? Do you think it's wrong thinking that some people, just aren't worth you or your time?
These men mostly over-love us, showering us love and affection for fear of losing us.
Overdoing romantic dinners, surprising us with flowers, etc, etc...
I may sound cold for not appreciating the attention I once got from a man whose love turned obsessive, but sometimes too much passion just seems wrong.
One day, you just realize that something ain't right, that something won't ever be enough for you.
Gifts are material, flowers shed their petals, and, time come, so does the relationship.
I had super-low self esteem a couple of years ago, and contented myself with someone who had no life ambition, no good looks, and who was crap in the sack.
And one day, I opened my eyes, and really saw him. Was I happy? Or will I ever be happy? I saw him for who he was. Someone who will never bring me anything, teach me anything, or even won't even be helped.
The look I had on my face probably said it all. You know, when you're looking at your man, and not saying anything, and don't have a hint of a smile on your face.
I'm not saying he won't make anyone happy. One person's caviar, is another person's shit-sandwich.
As bad as this article may sound, my life did get better when we broke up. I got my self-esteem back, and went on with my life, never looking back at that time of my life.
How do you feel about this? Do you think it's wrong thinking that some people, just aren't worth you or your time?
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Phrase of the day
Nudiustertian, I engage myself, at a mesonoxian hour, in scopperloit with a selcouth stranger.
Just a thought
Doesn't life seem to get a whole lot more complicated as we soar through it?
More money, more partners, more problems.
No matter how different you are, you still end up trying to fit in the mold of todays society.
Better education for better job for better lifestyle.
Perfect looks for perfect man for perfectly bred children.
We aren't free anymore, we're just sheep. Aren't we?
Whoever disagrees, please come forth and share your thoughts. I'd love to have a change of opinion.
Sorry, not a happy article today...
More money, more partners, more problems.
No matter how different you are, you still end up trying to fit in the mold of todays society.
Better education for better job for better lifestyle.
Perfect looks for perfect man for perfectly bred children.
We aren't free anymore, we're just sheep. Aren't we?
Whoever disagrees, please come forth and share your thoughts. I'd love to have a change of opinion.
Sorry, not a happy article today...
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Sexiest show on tv
Don't you just love this cover of rolling stones?
I admit, I'm a truebie.
I'd be a fangbanger anytime for any of these undead hotties.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
oh, OH, OOHH, ooh la laaaa!
I love sex when it's loud!!
I love it when the music's blasting and you're screaming, and suddenly, the CD's over, but you're still on full volume.
Just nothing but the lovely grunts and moans of both parties.
It's wild, it's sexy, and you have to admit, sometimes, hilarious... But it's instinct, it's primitive, it's all real!
I love it when the music's blasting and you're screaming, and suddenly, the CD's over, but you're still on full volume.
Just nothing but the lovely grunts and moans of both parties.
It's wild, it's sexy, and you have to admit, sometimes, hilarious... But it's instinct, it's primitive, it's all real!
Music for all moods: creeps
Love this song! And the video is so creepy... But they both fit together.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Masturbation
Don't knock masturbation - it's sex with someone I love. ~Woody Allen
Well... Isn't it?
It's healthy, it's your way of loving yourself ain't it?
Well... Isn't it?
It's healthy, it's your way of loving yourself ain't it?
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