Some people might say life sucks
or life is full of shit
While other people say life is beautiful
or life is full of surprises
I must say, I agree with all those
Life is whatever you think of it..and everything you think of it
Life is what you make it of it and what you say of it.
Life is about sadness
Life is about happiness
Life is about pain
Life is miserable
Life is about loss
Life is about smiling
Life is about crying
Life is about love
Life is about laughter
Life is about learning from your mistakes
Life is horrible
Life is dumb
Life is awesome
Life is depression
Life is tears
Life is sorrow
Life is anxiety
Life is Bullshit
Life stinks
Life sucks
I could go on and on and tell you all about life
But I'm not here to sort this out for you
cuz..
Life is all about you and how you treat it
You criticizes it...well, you're actually criticizing yourself
You like it, you hate it..well, its all up to you
Life is you so be careful how you describe it
Monday, November 30, 2009
I kno ya'll remember this
THIS WAS SO SKOOL,OHHHHH THE DAZE
Kissing Is A Habit
Fucking Is A Game
Guys Get All The Pleasure
Girls Get All The Pain
10 Minutes Of Pleasure
9 Months Of Pain
3 Days In The Hospital
A Baby Without A Name
The Baby Is A Bastard
The Mother Is A Whore
This Woulda Never Happend If The Rubber Hadn't
Tore!!
Sex is like math
You subtract the clothes
Add the bed
Divide the legs
And Pray to god
You dont multiply
Roses are red
Grass is green
Open your legs
And I'll fill you with cream
Hickory dickory dock
This bitch was suckin my cock
The clock struck two
I dumped my goo
And dumped her to the end of the block
Sex is good
Sex is fine
Doggy Style & 69
Just for fun
Or gettin paid
Everyone likes gettin laid
Sex is evil
Sex is a sin
Sins are forgiven
So stick it in!!!
roses are nice
violets are fine.
ill be the six
if you be the nine.
Kissing Is A Habit
Fucking Is A Game
Guys Get All The Pleasure
Girls Get All The Pain
10 Minutes Of Pleasure
9 Months Of Pain
3 Days In The Hospital
A Baby Without A Name
The Baby Is A Bastard
The Mother Is A Whore
This Woulda Never Happend If The Rubber Hadn't
Tore!!
Sex is like math
You subtract the clothes
Add the bed
Divide the legs
And Pray to god
You dont multiply
Roses are red
Grass is green
Open your legs
And I'll fill you with cream
Hickory dickory dock
This bitch was suckin my cock
The clock struck two
I dumped my goo
And dumped her to the end of the block
Sex is good
Sex is fine
Doggy Style & 69
Just for fun
Or gettin paid
Everyone likes gettin laid
Sex is evil
Sex is a sin
Sins are forgiven
So stick it in!!!
roses are nice
violets are fine.
ill be the six
if you be the nine.
Sex writing can be sublime in poetry
When looking for good sex in literature, it’s safest to stick with the poets, perhaps because poems are existential, not empirical; they capture the experience, not the deed.
Postscript | Lakshmi Chaudhry
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Let’s write about sex, baby...all the good things and the bad things that may be. If only it was that easy to write about the ultimate deed. The best writers have faltered at the altar of Eros. Nominees for the annual Bad Sex in Fiction Award include Norman Mailer, Ian McEwan, Salman Rushdie, Gabriel García Márquez and our home-grown Tarun Tejpal. The best of the worst, however, is John Updike, who received a lifetime achievement award last year for making the shortlist four years in a row.
The bad sex award: Márquez was a nominee. Foto Pool / Clasos.com
How odd then that the new owner of Britain’s The Erotic Review lays the blame squarely on us gals. Kate Copstick claims women are simply not up to the job of writing good sex “because they have an agenda, they complicate sex, they make layers, it’s conditional. And they lie as well”. Ouch! Yes, it’s ironic that Copstick is a woman, and more so that she is a woman who has made a career writing, what else, instruction manuals about sex.
Her claim is not just fact-free but also wrong-headed in its assumption about what makes for good sex writing. Under her aegis, Copstick promises, the Review will be entirely about “Sex. Not love, not relationships. It’s for people who have a genuine, visceral appreciation of sex qua sex”. Yet what gives sex its power is all that complicating stuff she can’t abide: the multiple, overlapping, conflicting “layers” of feelings, thoughts and sensations that make up the experience of sex.
It is why handing out Bad Sex awards in fiction is a bit like shooting fish in a barrel. Prose is a slave to description. Its natural impulse is to narrate, detail, document an experience, and therein lies the literary rub. Sex, when described, veers far too easily to either the pornographic or the absurd.
Those in greatest peril are writers such as Updike, whose talent for crisp, plain, unflinching prose is far more likely to make him look foolish when he ventures into the bedroom. As in this nominated passage from The Widows of Eastwick: “She said nothing then, her lovely mouth otherwise engaged, until he came, all over her face. She had gagged, and moved him outside her lips, rubbing his spurting glans across her cheeks and chin.” Now that’s both pornographic and absurd.
When looking for good sex in literature, it’s safest to stick with the poets, perhaps because poems are existential, not empirical; they capture the experience, not the deed. Like sex itself, poetry is about sensation: Poems evoke a feeling, a sensation, a mood. Unlike poets, authors are weighed down by the requirements of narrative, mainly the burden of creating context, character, milieu.
After the strenuous work of setting the scene, so to speak, comes the business of describing the act itself, which inevitably involves a string of unfortunate, giggle-inducing metaphors. In Shire Hell, the 2008 winner of the Bad Sex award, poor Rachel Johnson is reduced to describing her hero’s “light fingers” to “a moth caught inside a lampshade”, and his tongue to “a cat lapping up a dish of cream so as not to miss a single drop”.
Poems can instead be wholly, delightfully metaphorical, as is E.E. Cummings’ she being Brand: “i went right to it flooded-the-carburetor cranked her/ up,slipped the/ clutch(and then somehow got into reverse she/ kicked what/ the hell)next/ minute i was back in neutral tried and/ again slo-wly;bare,ly nudg. ing ...”
Conflate driving with sex in fiction, all you get is tacky. Do it well in a poem, and reach for the sublime.
Postscript | Lakshmi Chaudhry
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Let’s write about sex, baby...all the good things and the bad things that may be. If only it was that easy to write about the ultimate deed. The best writers have faltered at the altar of Eros. Nominees for the annual Bad Sex in Fiction Award include Norman Mailer, Ian McEwan, Salman Rushdie, Gabriel García Márquez and our home-grown Tarun Tejpal. The best of the worst, however, is John Updike, who received a lifetime achievement award last year for making the shortlist four years in a row.
The bad sex award: Márquez was a nominee. Foto Pool / Clasos.com
How odd then that the new owner of Britain’s The Erotic Review lays the blame squarely on us gals. Kate Copstick claims women are simply not up to the job of writing good sex “because they have an agenda, they complicate sex, they make layers, it’s conditional. And they lie as well”. Ouch! Yes, it’s ironic that Copstick is a woman, and more so that she is a woman who has made a career writing, what else, instruction manuals about sex.
Her claim is not just fact-free but also wrong-headed in its assumption about what makes for good sex writing. Under her aegis, Copstick promises, the Review will be entirely about “Sex. Not love, not relationships. It’s for people who have a genuine, visceral appreciation of sex qua sex”. Yet what gives sex its power is all that complicating stuff she can’t abide: the multiple, overlapping, conflicting “layers” of feelings, thoughts and sensations that make up the experience of sex.
It is why handing out Bad Sex awards in fiction is a bit like shooting fish in a barrel. Prose is a slave to description. Its natural impulse is to narrate, detail, document an experience, and therein lies the literary rub. Sex, when described, veers far too easily to either the pornographic or the absurd.
Those in greatest peril are writers such as Updike, whose talent for crisp, plain, unflinching prose is far more likely to make him look foolish when he ventures into the bedroom. As in this nominated passage from The Widows of Eastwick: “She said nothing then, her lovely mouth otherwise engaged, until he came, all over her face. She had gagged, and moved him outside her lips, rubbing his spurting glans across her cheeks and chin.” Now that’s both pornographic and absurd.
When looking for good sex in literature, it’s safest to stick with the poets, perhaps because poems are existential, not empirical; they capture the experience, not the deed. Like sex itself, poetry is about sensation: Poems evoke a feeling, a sensation, a mood. Unlike poets, authors are weighed down by the requirements of narrative, mainly the burden of creating context, character, milieu.
After the strenuous work of setting the scene, so to speak, comes the business of describing the act itself, which inevitably involves a string of unfortunate, giggle-inducing metaphors. In Shire Hell, the 2008 winner of the Bad Sex award, poor Rachel Johnson is reduced to describing her hero’s “light fingers” to “a moth caught inside a lampshade”, and his tongue to “a cat lapping up a dish of cream so as not to miss a single drop”.
Poems can instead be wholly, delightfully metaphorical, as is E.E. Cummings’ she being Brand: “i went right to it flooded-the-carburetor cranked her/ up,slipped the/ clutch(and then somehow got into reverse she/ kicked what/ the hell)next/ minute i was back in neutral tried and/ again slo-wly;bare,ly nudg. ing ...”
Conflate driving with sex in fiction, all you get is tacky. Do it well in a poem, and reach for the sublime.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Love Does Separate Us
Through all time, love has strung beautiful art,
Does love now weave this vision in my heart?
Have two stars been taken straight from the sky,
Do they look back at me as I look into your eyes?
Love does separate us in lands so far,
Love does make this a trial so hard.
May I ask for one night to shrink this land,
May I have you just one night, just to reach your hand?
If my wish I may have not, let us kiss with our minds,
Let our words carry us together on winds of divine.
Love does separate us in lands far away,
But if love does ring true, I'll get to you some way.
Does love now weave this vision in my heart?
Have two stars been taken straight from the sky,
Do they look back at me as I look into your eyes?
Love does separate us in lands so far,
Love does make this a trial so hard.
May I ask for one night to shrink this land,
May I have you just one night, just to reach your hand?
If my wish I may have not, let us kiss with our minds,
Let our words carry us together on winds of divine.
Love does separate us in lands far away,
But if love does ring true, I'll get to you some way.
Beauty Beyond Memory
When memories cry
When memories fade and die
I'm going to grow old
My passion
My fiery passion
My flaming lust is going to grow cold
But my heart will always flow with a molten, love lava
In your name this lava flows through my veins
My heart beats for you
My heart will never cease to beat your name
When I lose my charm and my glamour
When I lose my physique and my game
When I'm old and wrinkly
When I cannot look myself in the mirror
I'll still stare at you
When memories fade
When I forget the days of the week
And the months of the year
When I mix names
And faces
The memory of you
Will always shine bright and clear
Your image
Has been burnt to my memory
I will never forget your radiance and beauty
I will die happy
With the image of your sweet smile
On my mind
And love
On my lips and in my heart
When memories fade and die
I'm going to grow old
My passion
My fiery passion
My flaming lust is going to grow cold
But my heart will always flow with a molten, love lava
In your name this lava flows through my veins
My heart beats for you
My heart will never cease to beat your name
When I lose my charm and my glamour
When I lose my physique and my game
When I'm old and wrinkly
When I cannot look myself in the mirror
I'll still stare at you
When memories fade
When I forget the days of the week
And the months of the year
When I mix names
And faces
The memory of you
Will always shine bright and clear
Your image
Has been burnt to my memory
I will never forget your radiance and beauty
I will die happy
With the image of your sweet smile
On my mind
And love
On my lips and in my heart
learning to love again.
I'm learning to love again ...
After yesterday’s dreams were shattered and destroyed beyond recognition by those who envisioned security ...
When there was nothing but self-doubt …
Safety...when there was only danger …
A straight path towards tomorrow ...
When that road was full of detours that moved me in directions I never expected to travel.
I'm learning to love again ... to start anew.
Exposing myself one more time for that incredible opportunity to live again ...
To imagine all the possibilities love might bring me for a while ...
A moment to soar far above cirrus clouds ...
A second to capture myself touching lips that will remain in my memory long after all else is forgotten
To feel the pain of too much love as it bursts beyond the confines of my soul ...
To shed tears of ecstasy as eyes meet and the knowledge of what moves between us brings awareness of the infinite ...
An instant when through her eyes I am in the sight of God ...
This I am prepared to do...because I'm learning to love again
After yesterday’s dreams were shattered and destroyed beyond recognition by those who envisioned security ...
When there was nothing but self-doubt …
Safety...when there was only danger …
A straight path towards tomorrow ...
When that road was full of detours that moved me in directions I never expected to travel.
I'm learning to love again ... to start anew.
Exposing myself one more time for that incredible opportunity to live again ...
To imagine all the possibilities love might bring me for a while ...
A moment to soar far above cirrus clouds ...
A second to capture myself touching lips that will remain in my memory long after all else is forgotten
To feel the pain of too much love as it bursts beyond the confines of my soul ...
To shed tears of ecstasy as eyes meet and the knowledge of what moves between us brings awareness of the infinite ...
An instant when through her eyes I am in the sight of God ...
This I am prepared to do...because I'm learning to love again
lonely
People all around me
Friends and family
Always there
But not quite here
Everyday I'm surrounded by people
But it's not always that simple
I may lose myself in the crowd
But it's not always that loud
When they leave
And I'm alone
A sigh i heave
'Cause I'm alone
The loneliness creeps onto me
Like the shadow of the night
And I'm afraid to see
That I'm alone again tonight
Though it only seems present when I'm alone
It's actually there evry time of day
Whether in a crowd or alone i lay
How do i get over this despair?
How do i stop feeling lonely?
I don't want this life of solitaire
I just want some company
Why do i feel this?
I Have you here
But why does my heart ache
When you are so near?
I know,
I need more than just an hour a day
More than just a 'hello' or a 'hey'
You are here but not really here
You don't listen you only hear
Please listen, Please see
Please know that it's you I need
This loneliness is killing me
Isn't it killing you too?
All I need is a conversation
With who? Why of course you!
Friends and family
Always there
But not quite here
Everyday I'm surrounded by people
But it's not always that simple
I may lose myself in the crowd
But it's not always that loud
When they leave
And I'm alone
A sigh i heave
'Cause I'm alone
The loneliness creeps onto me
Like the shadow of the night
And I'm afraid to see
That I'm alone again tonight
Though it only seems present when I'm alone
It's actually there evry time of day
Whether in a crowd or alone i lay
How do i get over this despair?
How do i stop feeling lonely?
I don't want this life of solitaire
I just want some company
Why do i feel this?
I Have you here
But why does my heart ache
When you are so near?
I know,
I need more than just an hour a day
More than just a 'hello' or a 'hey'
You are here but not really here
You don't listen you only hear
Please listen, Please see
Please know that it's you I need
This loneliness is killing me
Isn't it killing you too?
All I need is a conversation
With who? Why of course you!
life
wow its crazy how a lil mistake can change things. I reallyy dont kno how to fell at this point is friendship even worth it these days Please somebody tell me cuz I dont kno mommy always say forgive and forget but im not sure if I could do that this time im so tired of people thinking its ok to hurt and let me down and think that everything all good. im sick of users. why is that very people that always need never around when u need them. no man is and island and some point in life every body need somebody but im starting to believe that the people in my life aint gonna long..................wow I should really start making new friends.
The Mistake You Cannot Forget
You say you cannot forget
And you aren't ready to forgive
But I need your friendship
More than you'll even know
I need you there to live
Without you by my side today
Life's been going, oh so slow
I miss your calls
Our endless talks
The places we would go
You can't even bear to look at me,
And I know my mistake
For because of one night,
And a few thoughtless actions,
When you saw me you ran and hid
I know we cannot take it back
As much as we would like to
But we could forget
And start all over
Just friends, that's me and you
If time is what you need,
Then I guess that's what you'll get
But I need you there for me soon,
My friend,
I hope you will forget.
And you aren't ready to forgive
But I need your friendship
More than you'll even know
I need you there to live
Without you by my side today
Life's been going, oh so slow
I miss your calls
Our endless talks
The places we would go
You can't even bear to look at me,
And I know my mistake
For because of one night,
And a few thoughtless actions,
When you saw me you ran and hid
I know we cannot take it back
As much as we would like to
But we could forget
And start all over
Just friends, that's me and you
If time is what you need,
Then I guess that's what you'll get
But I need you there for me soon,
My friend,
I hope you will forget.
sex
Red luscious lips,
meaningful quips.
A lustful stare,
a heavenly pair.
Stockinged thighs,
"take me" eyes.
Hand on the knee,
breathe rapidly.
Legs begin to part,
a quickening heart.
A petalled rose,
falling clothes.
Starts to loose,
the emotional juice.
Going mad,
want it bad.
Grinding loins,
pumping groins.
Very hot,
hits the spot.
Scream aloud,
muscles proud.
A soulful moan,
the seed is sown.
Passions met,
cooling sweat.
Slowing 'beat,
tangled feet.
Warm and cosy,
feeling dozy.
Out of steam,
a sweet dream.
meaningful quips.
A lustful stare,
a heavenly pair.
Stockinged thighs,
"take me" eyes.
Hand on the knee,
breathe rapidly.
Legs begin to part,
a quickening heart.
A petalled rose,
falling clothes.
Starts to loose,
the emotional juice.
Going mad,
want it bad.
Grinding loins,
pumping groins.
Very hot,
hits the spot.
Scream aloud,
muscles proud.
A soulful moan,
the seed is sown.
Passions met,
cooling sweat.
Slowing 'beat,
tangled feet.
Warm and cosy,
feeling dozy.
Out of steam,
a sweet dream.
Skye Is The Limit
It can pretty hard,
if you know what I mean,
and I'm the wettest girl,
you've ever, ever seen.
I'm getting pretty hot,
can never get enough,
I like to play it dirty,
sometimes a little rough.
I want it so bad,
I want to be satisfied,
I want to do things,
that my parents never tried.
Now don't get the wrong idea,
you may be on the wrong track,
but what do you think of,
when I mention the sack ?
A bum can be down,
a prick can be sore,
a life being a scrubber,
can be a bit of a chore.
Now don't get misled,
these words are only in jest,
and as far as guy friends go,
well honey, you're the best.
And as far as life goes,
let us both be in it.
How far can we go ? I reckon
The Skye Is The Limit !
if you know what I mean,
and I'm the wettest girl,
you've ever, ever seen.
I'm getting pretty hot,
can never get enough,
I like to play it dirty,
sometimes a little rough.
I want it so bad,
I want to be satisfied,
I want to do things,
that my parents never tried.
Now don't get the wrong idea,
you may be on the wrong track,
but what do you think of,
when I mention the sack ?
A bum can be down,
a prick can be sore,
a life being a scrubber,
can be a bit of a chore.
Now don't get misled,
these words are only in jest,
and as far as guy friends go,
well honey, you're the best.
And as far as life goes,
let us both be in it.
How far can we go ? I reckon
The Skye Is The Limit !
I'll be back for you my greatness by
Written by:Stephanie M Storey-Morant
God already knows, your woes, but you were chose..
I’ll Be Back
In my eyes you are great
For No greater work I know
Because I-- created you
It was hard to let you go
For I knew the world would change you
And cause you to cry
I knew the world would fail you
No matter how hard you’d try
I knew the faith I gave you
Would be tested now and then
I knew you’d be betrayed my Child
By the very best of friends
I knew no matter how strong you were
You’d sometimes stumble and fall
And when Joy and Peace would come to play
Tragedy would take it all
I knew no matter how great you were
You’d face a hurdle or two
But be patient in your long suffering
Cause I’ll be back for you
God already knows, your woes, but you were chose..
I’ll Be Back
In my eyes you are great
For No greater work I know
Because I-- created you
It was hard to let you go
For I knew the world would change you
And cause you to cry
I knew the world would fail you
No matter how hard you’d try
I knew the faith I gave you
Would be tested now and then
I knew you’d be betrayed my Child
By the very best of friends
I knew no matter how strong you were
You’d sometimes stumble and fall
And when Joy and Peace would come to play
Tragedy would take it all
I knew no matter how great you were
You’d face a hurdle or two
But be patient in your long suffering
Cause I’ll be back for you
Loving yourself
How much do you love yourself?
It must be more than riches or wealth
It must be more than houses or land
And even more than the words of man
Don’t let anything steal that love
Just stay connected to God above
Because man will call you Ugly not fine
But never let that nonsense cloud your mind
And don’t let your flaws or failures tell you lies
Let love for yourself shine through your eyes
Cause you don’t need man’s opinion to succeed
For God equips you with all you need
In life don't make beauty a factor
Others just want the dreams you’re after
You can do anything you put your mind to
So don’t let anything discourage you
Not hateful words from a jealous soul
Not negative circumstances or an unmet goal
You’re beautiful no matter what they say
Never let the enemy take that away
Know God created you and it was good
So love yourself like you know Jesus would
Love your face, body and your lips
Love your feet, voice and even your hips
Love yourself no matter the trial
Look in the mirror and know God smiles
For you were created for purpose and destiny
So love yourself to Victory
It must be more than riches or wealth
It must be more than houses or land
And even more than the words of man
Don’t let anything steal that love
Just stay connected to God above
Because man will call you Ugly not fine
But never let that nonsense cloud your mind
And don’t let your flaws or failures tell you lies
Let love for yourself shine through your eyes
Cause you don’t need man’s opinion to succeed
For God equips you with all you need
In life don't make beauty a factor
Others just want the dreams you’re after
You can do anything you put your mind to
So don’t let anything discourage you
Not hateful words from a jealous soul
Not negative circumstances or an unmet goal
You’re beautiful no matter what they say
Never let the enemy take that away
Know God created you and it was good
So love yourself like you know Jesus would
Love your face, body and your lips
Love your feet, voice and even your hips
Love yourself no matter the trial
Look in the mirror and know God smiles
For you were created for purpose and destiny
So love yourself to Victory
Russian Roulette
Gather 'round now
all you who think you're tough.
We're going to play a game,
but if you lose, the losses are rough.
All you need to play
is a gun and one bullet.
Six people stand in a circle,
the the first person pulls it.
First up is Tom
they say he has "good breeding"
Little do they know
he just keeps taking beatings.
He stands there debating
whether or not its worth the risk.
He thinks of his father at home
and gives the barrel a twist.
He slowly lifts the gun
as his hands shake with fright
He pulls the trigger
But he's not to die tonight.
He passes it to Marissa
who's just your average girl.
Except after meals
when she has to go hurl.
She hates herself now,
so badly she sees no other way.
She spins the barrel and pulls back,
But she's not to die today.
Next up is Danny,
who's made fun of at school.
He thinks if he plays
They'll think he is cool.
He's done the math,
he knows his chances,
He spins the barrel
and watches as it dances.
He slams it shut
and holds it up to his head.
He pulls the trigger
and winds up dead.
The three that didn't play
breathe a sigh of relief.
Then they all start crying,
overcome with grief.
All Danny wanted
was to be accepted by his peers.
They pick up his corpse,
their faces streaming with tears.
They hide his body in the woods
and wash the blood off the ground.
They go their separate ways
and hope to god Danny's not found.
Nothing is for sure,
but I'm willing to bet,
never again will those five kids,
play Russian Roulette.
all you who think you're tough.
We're going to play a game,
but if you lose, the losses are rough.
All you need to play
is a gun and one bullet.
Six people stand in a circle,
the the first person pulls it.
First up is Tom
they say he has "good breeding"
Little do they know
he just keeps taking beatings.
He stands there debating
whether or not its worth the risk.
He thinks of his father at home
and gives the barrel a twist.
He slowly lifts the gun
as his hands shake with fright
He pulls the trigger
But he's not to die tonight.
He passes it to Marissa
who's just your average girl.
Except after meals
when she has to go hurl.
She hates herself now,
so badly she sees no other way.
She spins the barrel and pulls back,
But she's not to die today.
Next up is Danny,
who's made fun of at school.
He thinks if he plays
They'll think he is cool.
He's done the math,
he knows his chances,
He spins the barrel
and watches as it dances.
He slams it shut
and holds it up to his head.
He pulls the trigger
and winds up dead.
The three that didn't play
breathe a sigh of relief.
Then they all start crying,
overcome with grief.
All Danny wanted
was to be accepted by his peers.
They pick up his corpse,
their faces streaming with tears.
They hide his body in the woods
and wash the blood off the ground.
They go their separate ways
and hope to god Danny's not found.
Nothing is for sure,
but I'm willing to bet,
never again will those five kids,
play Russian Roulette.
Losing Sight Of Life
Rip these broken tears from my dying eyes
Though love blemishes all, life I truly despise
Haunting like a curse though cradling my goodbyes
Pain before problem, followed by injustice too
Maybe I'm empty, but god knows I do love you.
Beat me, burn me, kill me or love me, I am numb
Life is unfair in the hands of one, but I'm not dumb
As the mirror stares back, look in anger at what I become,
The embodiment of a joke that exists called pain
Now look into my eyes, see the emptiness I stand to gain.
Tormented to the point where enough is never enough
Forgive me for trying but really, I'm just not that tough
Do right get punished; do wrong get judged by all
Bugger it, fuck this life, it wants me dead ill take the fall
Just remember when I cry my last breath, I won't ever call.
Though love blemishes all, life I truly despise
Haunting like a curse though cradling my goodbyes
Pain before problem, followed by injustice too
Maybe I'm empty, but god knows I do love you.
Beat me, burn me, kill me or love me, I am numb
Life is unfair in the hands of one, but I'm not dumb
As the mirror stares back, look in anger at what I become,
The embodiment of a joke that exists called pain
Now look into my eyes, see the emptiness I stand to gain.
Tormented to the point where enough is never enough
Forgive me for trying but really, I'm just not that tough
Do right get punished; do wrong get judged by all
Bugger it, fuck this life, it wants me dead ill take the fall
Just remember when I cry my last breath, I won't ever call.
wedding freak
Just like every lil girl I dream of my wedding,the church the white dress the flowers everything. I have every lil detail planned out to the T. my best friend thinks my a lil crazy but there aint nuttin wrong with having a lil life plan.
I kno what kinda house I wanna live in. qhat car Imma drive. and how many kids I dont want. David Tutera is slowing becoming my bestfriend oh my god the man is a god I watch his show every week jus gettin lil tips on how to pull off an amazing wedding. wow jessica ur such a lil wedding freak.
I kno what kinda house I wanna live in. qhat car Imma drive. and how many kids I dont want. David Tutera is slowing becoming my bestfriend oh my god the man is a god I watch his show every week jus gettin lil tips on how to pull off an amazing wedding. wow jessica ur such a lil wedding freak.
What applies to me is BOLDED & COLORED
BOLD & COLOR what applies to you. Once your finish tag at least 10 people to do the same.
( whoever wants to do it can)
YOURSELF - I would like to change my name. I'm loud. I'm obnoxious. I'm sarcastic. I'm cocky. I have a bad temper. For the most part, I don't like most people. I'm easy to get along with. I like to fight. I have more enemies than friends. I drink coffee. I clean my room daily. My room always looks like a tornado hit it.
APPEARANCE - I'm shorter than 5'2. I wear makeup. I wear a piece of jewelry at all times. I wear contacts. I wear/need glasses. I currently have braces. I change my hair color often. I either straighten or curl my hair often. I have piercings that aren't in my ears. My ears are pierced.
RELATIONSHIPS - I'm in love. I'm scared of being hurt. I've been hurt. An ex has physically abused me at least once. I've been cheated on in a relationship. I've told someone I loved them when I didn't. I've told someone I didn't love them when I did. I've been in love more than three times. I believe in love at first sight. I believe lust is more important than love.
FRIENDSHIPS - I've gotten a phone call in the last 24 hours from a friend. I've beaten up a friend. I've been in a serious fight with a friend. I can trust at least five people with my life. I'd give my life to save a best friend.
CLOTHES - I own a white hoodie. I own at least five pairs of jeans. I own at least ten pairs of shoes. I own a blue jacket. I own a pink jacket. I have at least five belts. I own at least three blue shirts. I own at least one pair of flip flops. I own at least two pairs of sweatpants. I've gone out in public in pajamas. I own at least three hoodies.
EXPERIENCES - I've been on a plane. I've been on a train. I've left the country. I've left the state/province. I've taken a taxi. I've taken a city bus. I've taken a school bus. I've gone bungee jumping. I've made a speech. I've been in some sort of club. I've won an award. I've spent 24 hours on the computer straight. I've been so angry I've punched a hole in the wall. I've been in a physical fight.
MUSIC - I listen to country music. I listen to pop music. I listen to rap. I listen to techno. I listen to R&B. I listen to punk. I'm one of those people who play songs repeatedly until I hate it. I hate the radio. I download music. I buy CD's.
TELEVISION - I spend at least six hours a day watching television. I watch soap operas daily. I'm in love with Days Of Our Lives. I've seen and love The OC. I've seen and like One Tree Hill. I've seen Popular. I've seen and like Everwood. I've seen and like House. I've seen and like Gilmore Girls. I've seen and liked CSI.
HAIR - I've cut my hair in the past year. I've dyed my hair in the past year. I've been blonde. I've had black. I've been red/reddish. I've been light brown. I've I've been been orange. I've been dark brown. I've had dark purple. I've been blue/green. I've gotten my hair thinned. I use conditioner. I've used silk therapy. I’ve used hot oil treatments. I've completely killed my hair. I've had dreadlocks. I've curled my hair. I straightened my hair. I've ironed my hair. I've braided my hair.
SCHOOL - I've thrown something at a teacher. I've yelled at a teacher. I've been suspended. sent to the principal's office. I've walked out of class. I've skipped an entire day of school. I've skipped a whole month of one certain class. I've failed a test. I've cheated on a test. I've helped someone else cheat on a test. I've failed Art. I've failed P.E. `I've failed Socials. I've failed Science. I've failed another class. A teacher has called my parents. I've been caught skipping. I've been on the A/B honor roll. I've been on effort honor roll.
( whoever wants to do it can)
YOURSELF - I would like to change my name. I'm loud. I'm obnoxious. I'm sarcastic. I'm cocky. I have a bad temper. For the most part, I don't like most people. I'm easy to get along with. I like to fight. I have more enemies than friends. I drink coffee. I clean my room daily. My room always looks like a tornado hit it.
APPEARANCE - I'm shorter than 5'2. I wear makeup. I wear a piece of jewelry at all times. I wear contacts. I wear/need glasses. I currently have braces. I change my hair color often. I either straighten or curl my hair often. I have piercings that aren't in my ears. My ears are pierced.
RELATIONSHIPS - I'm in love. I'm scared of being hurt. I've been hurt. An ex has physically abused me at least once. I've been cheated on in a relationship. I've told someone I loved them when I didn't. I've told someone I didn't love them when I did. I've been in love more than three times. I believe in love at first sight. I believe lust is more important than love.
FRIENDSHIPS - I've gotten a phone call in the last 24 hours from a friend. I've beaten up a friend. I've been in a serious fight with a friend. I can trust at least five people with my life. I'd give my life to save a best friend.
CLOTHES - I own a white hoodie. I own at least five pairs of jeans. I own at least ten pairs of shoes. I own a blue jacket. I own a pink jacket. I have at least five belts. I own at least three blue shirts. I own at least one pair of flip flops. I own at least two pairs of sweatpants. I've gone out in public in pajamas. I own at least three hoodies.
EXPERIENCES - I've been on a plane. I've been on a train. I've left the country. I've left the state/province. I've taken a taxi. I've taken a city bus. I've taken a school bus. I've gone bungee jumping. I've made a speech. I've been in some sort of club. I've won an award. I've spent 24 hours on the computer straight. I've been so angry I've punched a hole in the wall. I've been in a physical fight.
MUSIC - I listen to country music. I listen to pop music. I listen to rap. I listen to techno. I listen to R&B. I listen to punk. I'm one of those people who play songs repeatedly until I hate it. I hate the radio. I download music. I buy CD's.
TELEVISION - I spend at least six hours a day watching television. I watch soap operas daily. I'm in love with Days Of Our Lives. I've seen and love The OC. I've seen and like One Tree Hill. I've seen Popular. I've seen and like Everwood. I've seen and like House. I've seen and like Gilmore Girls. I've seen and liked CSI.
HAIR - I've cut my hair in the past year. I've dyed my hair in the past year. I've been blonde. I've had black. I've been red/reddish. I've been light brown. I've I've been been orange. I've been dark brown. I've had dark purple. I've been blue/green. I've gotten my hair thinned. I use conditioner. I've used silk therapy. I’ve used hot oil treatments. I've completely killed my hair. I've had dreadlocks. I've curled my hair. I straightened my hair. I've ironed my hair. I've braided my hair.
SCHOOL - I've thrown something at a teacher. I've yelled at a teacher. I've been suspended. sent to the principal's office. I've walked out of class. I've skipped an entire day of school. I've skipped a whole month of one certain class. I've failed a test. I've cheated on a test. I've helped someone else cheat on a test. I've failed Art. I've failed P.E. `I've failed Socials. I've failed Science. I've failed another class. A teacher has called my parents. I've been caught skipping. I've been on the A/B honor roll. I've been on effort honor roll.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
what a day
Today was one of those days. I got up clean the house turn off my phone got a bottle of wine and turn my tv on lifetime baby. it felt so good to have to day all to myself. wish things could stay this way.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Robin Thicke - sex therapy
ok this song is like wow the man could sing gotta give it to him a lil old but I likey.
Sex Therapy Lyrics
Whoa (4X)
Stressed out, uptight, over worked wow’d
Unleash what you got let’s explore your naughty side
Follow me, where we’re going we don’t need no bread crumbs
Cant you see, baby
You’re the only one
You are among the
Few (hard woman)?
Let me be your medicine.
Cuz I got one thing on my mind, I’ll be your valentine
Spread your wings and baby fly away
(Chorus)
It’s your body, we can love it you want to
Love if you want to, scream if you want to
Just let me love you lay right here, girl don’t be scared of me
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
It’s your body, we’ll go hard if you want to
As hard as you want to, soft as you want to
Just let me love you lay right here, I’ll be your fantasy
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
Whoa (4X)
Baby let’s settle for you to …
Just let your baby be
I’ll lick you down, make you feel like you got a body
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha the doctor’s here four you
Take you like Twilight, I thought you never
You don’t have your say anything
I’ll get you wet, yea
Push you up against the wall
Turn you out and turn you on
Yea, yea, whoa
(Chorus)
It’s your body, we can love it you want to
Love if you want to, scream if you want to
Just let me love you lay right here, girl don’t be scared of me
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
It’s your body, we’ll go hard if you want to (Baby it’s your body)
As hard as you want to, soft as you want to
Just let me love you lay right here, I’ll be your fantasy
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
Whoa (4x)
Girl, it’s your body we can do whatever you like (2x)
It’s your body we can ride and rock and roll
Ride and rock and roll
Ride and rock, oh oh oh oh
(Chorus)
It’s your body, we can love it you want to
Love if you want to, scream if you want to
Just let me love you lay right here, girl don’t be scared of me
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
It’s your body, we’ll go hard if you want to
As hard as you want to, soft as you want to (it’s your body baby)
Just let me love you lay right here, I’ll be your fantasy
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
Shawty, Shawty it’s your body we can do can do can do (sex therapy)
Shawty, Shawty it’s your body we can do whatever you like
Just let me love you lay right here, girl don’t be scared of me
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
Robin come let me give you some sex therapy.
Sex Therapy Lyrics
Whoa (4X)
Stressed out, uptight, over worked wow’d
Unleash what you got let’s explore your naughty side
Follow me, where we’re going we don’t need no bread crumbs
Cant you see, baby
You’re the only one
You are among the
Few (hard woman)?
Let me be your medicine.
Cuz I got one thing on my mind, I’ll be your valentine
Spread your wings and baby fly away
(Chorus)
It’s your body, we can love it you want to
Love if you want to, scream if you want to
Just let me love you lay right here, girl don’t be scared of me
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
It’s your body, we’ll go hard if you want to
As hard as you want to, soft as you want to
Just let me love you lay right here, I’ll be your fantasy
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
Whoa (4X)
Baby let’s settle for you to …
Just let your baby be
I’ll lick you down, make you feel like you got a body
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha the doctor’s here four you
Take you like Twilight, I thought you never
You don’t have your say anything
I’ll get you wet, yea
Push you up against the wall
Turn you out and turn you on
Yea, yea, whoa
(Chorus)
It’s your body, we can love it you want to
Love if you want to, scream if you want to
Just let me love you lay right here, girl don’t be scared of me
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
It’s your body, we’ll go hard if you want to (Baby it’s your body)
As hard as you want to, soft as you want to
Just let me love you lay right here, I’ll be your fantasy
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
Whoa (4x)
Girl, it’s your body we can do whatever you like (2x)
It’s your body we can ride and rock and roll
Ride and rock and roll
Ride and rock, oh oh oh oh
(Chorus)
It’s your body, we can love it you want to
Love if you want to, scream if you want to
Just let me love you lay right here, girl don’t be scared of me
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
It’s your body, we’ll go hard if you want to
As hard as you want to, soft as you want to (it’s your body baby)
Just let me love you lay right here, I’ll be your fantasy
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
Shawty, Shawty it’s your body we can do can do can do (sex therapy)
Shawty, Shawty it’s your body we can do whatever you like
Just let me love you lay right here, girl don’t be scared of me
Give you sex therapy
Give you sex therapy
Robin come let me give you some sex therapy.
Addicted
Why can’t I stop
Stop thinking of you
I try to fill my day
With lots of things to do
But I continue to drift
Wondering where you are
Do you have any idea
That on my heart you’ve left a scar
You have priorities
Places you have to be
I’m just so very sad
There’s no place for me
I fell in love with you
The keeper of my heart
It’s just very hard for me
Since we’ve been apart
I think you’re amazing
A very wonderful man
You pulled me in your web
I became your greatest fan
Just thinking of you
Makes my heart race
There’s no one like you
Who brings a glow to my face
Did you ever stop to see
That each time we were together
I would melt within your eyes
A feeling I’ll always treasure
When I stop to think
All that we’ve been through
I can’t help but realize
I’m addicted to you.
Stop thinking of you
I try to fill my day
With lots of things to do
But I continue to drift
Wondering where you are
Do you have any idea
That on my heart you’ve left a scar
You have priorities
Places you have to be
I’m just so very sad
There’s no place for me
I fell in love with you
The keeper of my heart
It’s just very hard for me
Since we’ve been apart
I think you’re amazing
A very wonderful man
You pulled me in your web
I became your greatest fan
Just thinking of you
Makes my heart race
There’s no one like you
Who brings a glow to my face
Did you ever stop to see
That each time we were together
I would melt within your eyes
A feeling I’ll always treasure
When I stop to think
All that we’ve been through
I can’t help but realize
I’m addicted to you.
Wanting you home
Baby,
I wait by the phone.
I wait for you to come home.
I've cried and cried myself to sleep,
I think of these feelings I've got deep.
Somehow,Someway...
These words you once you used to say-
I want you here night and day!!
I feel something real.
When we were in love, I swear I felt feelings soaring above.
When you'd hold me tight, and told me everything's gonna be alright.
Now, that I'm loosing you;
I don't know what I am going to do?
Over and over I think..
It can't be true.
Tell me you love me
Tell me we're meant to be.
Tell me you're just ready to set free.
It hurts bad to think of what we had, or could have had.
Something tells me-
What I don't see is that we must let go,I know It's not a easy feeling so lonely,so empty.
Someday, I'll say
It's better if we would of just walked away and let our love fade away!!!
I wait by the phone.
I wait for you to come home.
I've cried and cried myself to sleep,
I think of these feelings I've got deep.
Somehow,Someway...
These words you once you used to say-
I want you here night and day!!
I feel something real.
When we were in love, I swear I felt feelings soaring above.
When you'd hold me tight, and told me everything's gonna be alright.
Now, that I'm loosing you;
I don't know what I am going to do?
Over and over I think..
It can't be true.
Tell me you love me
Tell me we're meant to be.
Tell me you're just ready to set free.
It hurts bad to think of what we had, or could have had.
Something tells me-
What I don't see is that we must let go,I know It's not a easy feeling so lonely,so empty.
Someday, I'll say
It's better if we would of just walked away and let our love fade away!!!
Someone
someone's watching over me
I feel it in the air
that someone can't be seen or heard
but I know that they are there
It's someone very special, all around me & above
I know that they'll take care of me
they're watching me with love!!!
R.I.P Ma miss you
I feel it in the air
that someone can't be seen or heard
but I know that they are there
It's someone very special, all around me & above
I know that they'll take care of me
they're watching me with love!!!
R.I.P Ma miss you
The rain
She would sit infront of the window and watch the rain fall.
There would be a tear running down her face as she would think about her loneliness.
She would think about her one and only love, yet she knows he was not thinking about her.
She would cry and ask God why will he not feel the same way?
She would be angry because she promised herself that she would never get heart broken, but that came all to an end.
As she saw lightning come down, she thought of how a man can leave and stop loving you just as fast as a strike of lightning.
After crying for hours, she lifted her head up, and once again, walked away from the gloom, and convinced herself that tomorrow will be a better day.
There would be a tear running down her face as she would think about her loneliness.
She would think about her one and only love, yet she knows he was not thinking about her.
She would cry and ask God why will he not feel the same way?
She would be angry because she promised herself that she would never get heart broken, but that came all to an end.
As she saw lightning come down, she thought of how a man can leave and stop loving you just as fast as a strike of lightning.
After crying for hours, she lifted her head up, and once again, walked away from the gloom, and convinced herself that tomorrow will be a better day.
Hurt
I feel hurt and used
it makes my head bruise and confused
its like I either lost or I lose
I got god laughin sayin I choose what I choose
people always got a say in my life
I wish there was no pain in my life
cause I wish tomorrow was better than 2 day in my life
I got a scale weighin death in my life
it feels like everyday gets worse
but nothins worse than dreamin urself in a hearse
stealin outta mamas purse
is that all my lifes worth
naw, but I wish I had a price,
my lucks about as good as a bad roll of dice
FUCK YOU TWICE
life is a fucked up game and its mine to play I want game over but im here to stay
all I want tomorrow all I get is today.
it makes my head bruise and confused
its like I either lost or I lose
I got god laughin sayin I choose what I choose
people always got a say in my life
I wish there was no pain in my life
cause I wish tomorrow was better than 2 day in my life
I got a scale weighin death in my life
it feels like everyday gets worse
but nothins worse than dreamin urself in a hearse
stealin outta mamas purse
is that all my lifes worth
naw, but I wish I had a price,
my lucks about as good as a bad roll of dice
FUCK YOU TWICE
life is a fucked up game and its mine to play I want game over but im here to stay
all I want tomorrow all I get is today.
My turn
It wasn't hard picturing me and him together, it wasn't hard wondering what it would be like. It wasn't hard to picture me and him doing things together.
But it was hard to wait for him forever. I waited and waited, it was to long, he says yes to her, leaves me hanging on.
But it was hard to wait for him forever. I waited and waited, it was to long, he says yes to her, leaves me hanging on.
It came to this
But now you're chained to my mind
I search but cannot find
Any way to sever
I guess you're stuck there forever
Times you cant rewind
To the love you could never find
Just sit and let me fade away
Same story another day
Choking on your love torn lies
In the end, it always dies
You remind me of who I use to be
But tonight, you've thrown it down the drain
Black my eyes so I cant see
Or feel any of this pain
Drifting, slipping down and out
Wondering what life is all about
Just heart aches and heartbreaks
And smiles you all fake
I search but cannot find
Any way to sever
I guess you're stuck there forever
Times you cant rewind
To the love you could never find
Just sit and let me fade away
Same story another day
Choking on your love torn lies
In the end, it always dies
You remind me of who I use to be
But tonight, you've thrown it down the drain
Black my eyes so I cant see
Or feel any of this pain
Drifting, slipping down and out
Wondering what life is all about
Just heart aches and heartbreaks
And smiles you all fake
Healing
have you ever set and listen to the same song over and over and started to think that the singer was singing to you. wow try sleeping with a broken heart is sure tired of my cd player by now but the stroy is the sad stroy of my life.years past but the memories last. im was so use to cryin myself to sleep till it became my thing............ crazy huh.not in a million years did I think there was gonna be a you without me.you had some a strong hold on my heart til it use to make me sick when you was away I use to bragg about how my baby put it down.time and time again I wanted to just pick p my phone and call. only man that ever made my body feel right thats what I use to say member that.I wanted to hold on to end I didn't want to be alon but every knew you was wrong and I could play the stupid girl no more.you use to say you would alway love me and you'll never leave me.I still remember your touch,smell,smile and eyes. you use to need me then I needed you. I try to make it work so many time before but it was like the more i try to get us back to us you just pull away more. after all the hurt I put my last through I shouldn't even be feeling this away bout you. I let you hurt me time and time again but I still loved you. I STILL LOVED YOU. the bull I did with you I wouldn't do it with any other man. my whole world was center around you and you just walked all over it. ou ask my for my heart knowing I was in a bad place in my life then, promise to keep it and take care of it. you use to have my back WHAT HAPPEN? use to blame myself for us falling apart but I never did anything but love you. I was everything you wanted me to be and it still wasn't enough for you. I tried loving someone else after you but its hard everything time it would get good I pull away and find a reason not to be happy. we didn't last and I cant blame him.others tried to break the ice from around my heart but it needed to sit in the sun a bit more. I needed time to forgive you and I did.I needed to find a way to make it without you and my doing just that. a small part of my will always love you but I dont ever wanna be in love with you. you use to say being with you is were my healing process begins but you was wrong. living without you is were my healing begins.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
AFTER DARK.
After the earth finally touches the sun,
and the long explosion stops suddenly
like a heart run down,
the world might seem white and quiet
to something that watches it in the sky at night,
so something might feel small,
and feel nearly human pain.
But it won't happen again:
the long nights wasted alone, what's done
in doorways in the dark by the young,
and what could have been for some.
Think of all the lovers and the friends!
Who does not gather his portion of them
to himself. at least in his mind?
Sex eased through everyone,
even when slipping into death
as into a beloved's skin,
and prying out again to find
the body slumped, muscles slack.
and bones begun their turn to dust.
Then no one minds when one lover
holds another, like an unloaded sack.
But the truth enters at the end of life.
It enters like oxygen into every cell
and the madness it feeds there in some
is only a lucid metaphor
for something long burned to nothing,
like a star.
How do you get under your desire?
How do you peel away each desire
like ponderous clothes, one at a time,
until what's underneath is known?
We knew genitals as small things
and we were ashamed they led us around,
even if the hill where we'd lie down
was the same hill the universe unfolded upon
all night, as we watched the stars,
when for once our breathing seemed to blend.
Each time, from that sweet pressure
of hands, or the great relief of the mouth,
a person can be led out of himself
Isn't it lonely in the body?
The myth says we ooze about as spirits
until there's a body made to take us,
and only flesh is created by sex.
That's why we enter sex so relentlessly,
toward the pleasure that comes
when we push down far enough
to nudge the spirit rising to release,
and the pleasure is pleasure of pure spirit,
for a moment all together again.
So sex returns us to beginning, and we moan.
Pure sex becomes specific and concrete
in a caress of breast or slope of waist:
it flies through itself like light, it sails
on nothing like a wing, when someone's there
to be touched, when there's nothing wrong.
So the actual is touched in sex,
like a breast through cloth: the actual
rising plump and real, the mind
darting about it like a tongue.
This is where I wanted to be all along:
up in the world, in touch with myself. . .
Sex, invisible priestess of a good God,
I think without you I might just spin off.
I know there's no keeping you close,
as you flick by underneath a sentence
on a train, or transform the last thought
of an old nun, or withdraw for one moment alone.
Who tells you what to do or ties you down!
I'd give up the rest to suck your dark lips.
I'd give up the rest to fix you exact
in the universe, at the wildest edge
where there's no such thing as shape.
What a shame I am, if reaching the right person
in a dim room, sex holds itself apart
from us like an angel in an afterlife,
and, with the ideas no one has even dreamed,
it wails its odd music for pure mind.
After there's nothing,
after the big blow-up of the whole shebang,
what voice from what throat
will tell me who I am? Each throat
on which I would have quietly set my lips
will be ripped like a cheap sleeve
or blown apart like the stopped-up
barrel of a gun. What was inside them
all the time I wanted always
to rest my mouth upon?
I thought most everything
stuck dartlike in the half-dome of my brain,
and hung there like fake stars in a planetarium.
It's true that things there changed into names,
that even the people I loved were a bunch of signs,
so I felt most often alone.
This is a way to stay alive and nothing to bemoan.
We know the first time we extend an arm:
the body reaches so far for so long.
We grow and love to grow, then stop, then lie down.
I wanted to bear inside me this tender outcome.
I wanted to know if it made sex happen:
does it show up surely in touch and talk?
does it leak from the mind, as heat from the skin?
I wanted my touching intelligent, like a beautiful song.
and the long explosion stops suddenly
like a heart run down,
the world might seem white and quiet
to something that watches it in the sky at night,
so something might feel small,
and feel nearly human pain.
But it won't happen again:
the long nights wasted alone, what's done
in doorways in the dark by the young,
and what could have been for some.
Think of all the lovers and the friends!
Who does not gather his portion of them
to himself. at least in his mind?
Sex eased through everyone,
even when slipping into death
as into a beloved's skin,
and prying out again to find
the body slumped, muscles slack.
and bones begun their turn to dust.
Then no one minds when one lover
holds another, like an unloaded sack.
But the truth enters at the end of life.
It enters like oxygen into every cell
and the madness it feeds there in some
is only a lucid metaphor
for something long burned to nothing,
like a star.
How do you get under your desire?
How do you peel away each desire
like ponderous clothes, one at a time,
until what's underneath is known?
We knew genitals as small things
and we were ashamed they led us around,
even if the hill where we'd lie down
was the same hill the universe unfolded upon
all night, as we watched the stars,
when for once our breathing seemed to blend.
Each time, from that sweet pressure
of hands, or the great relief of the mouth,
a person can be led out of himself
Isn't it lonely in the body?
The myth says we ooze about as spirits
until there's a body made to take us,
and only flesh is created by sex.
That's why we enter sex so relentlessly,
toward the pleasure that comes
when we push down far enough
to nudge the spirit rising to release,
and the pleasure is pleasure of pure spirit,
for a moment all together again.
So sex returns us to beginning, and we moan.
Pure sex becomes specific and concrete
in a caress of breast or slope of waist:
it flies through itself like light, it sails
on nothing like a wing, when someone's there
to be touched, when there's nothing wrong.
So the actual is touched in sex,
like a breast through cloth: the actual
rising plump and real, the mind
darting about it like a tongue.
This is where I wanted to be all along:
up in the world, in touch with myself. . .
Sex, invisible priestess of a good God,
I think without you I might just spin off.
I know there's no keeping you close,
as you flick by underneath a sentence
on a train, or transform the last thought
of an old nun, or withdraw for one moment alone.
Who tells you what to do or ties you down!
I'd give up the rest to suck your dark lips.
I'd give up the rest to fix you exact
in the universe, at the wildest edge
where there's no such thing as shape.
What a shame I am, if reaching the right person
in a dim room, sex holds itself apart
from us like an angel in an afterlife,
and, with the ideas no one has even dreamed,
it wails its odd music for pure mind.
After there's nothing,
after the big blow-up of the whole shebang,
what voice from what throat
will tell me who I am? Each throat
on which I would have quietly set my lips
will be ripped like a cheap sleeve
or blown apart like the stopped-up
barrel of a gun. What was inside them
all the time I wanted always
to rest my mouth upon?
I thought most everything
stuck dartlike in the half-dome of my brain,
and hung there like fake stars in a planetarium.
It's true that things there changed into names,
that even the people I loved were a bunch of signs,
so I felt most often alone.
This is a way to stay alive and nothing to bemoan.
We know the first time we extend an arm:
the body reaches so far for so long.
We grow and love to grow, then stop, then lie down.
I wanted to bear inside me this tender outcome.
I wanted to know if it made sex happen:
does it show up surely in touch and talk?
does it leak from the mind, as heat from the skin?
I wanted my touching intelligent, like a beautiful song.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Friendship Who Is A True Friend
We all have friends. A lot gets talked about friendships. Everyone wants a true friend, and many of us believe that we have a friend who can be called a true friend. What kind of relations do friends share? When can we call a friend a true friend, and when can our friends take us as their true friend. After a romantic relationship, friendships are the most important relationships we can have. Though all of us have family and distant family, most of us rely on friends for advice, comfort and inspiration. How do we define a relation that can be called as one of true friendship?
The very first sign of a very good friend, not necessarily a true friend is that we are not worried about courtesies. You will call your friend at any hour and talk without any thought of time in your mind. Similarly, whenever you need support, you will call a very good friend and ask him/her to help you out. They expect the same from you. Another important trait of such relations is that we are not much worried about exposing ourselves. We speak about everything in our mind without worrying about what our friends will think. We are sure that they will take our talk in the spirit it was made. We are unguarded and open with friends in our talk.
A true friend is a little more than a very good friend. A true friend will support you even if it hurts his/her own interest. A true friend will understand your motives and needs and will be with you without any analysis or criticism. A true friend will come forward to help without any request and be with us in need without showing it or expecting anything in return. With a true friend, you can be sure that you will get help to the extent possible by him/her. Nothing will remain unturned. A mother is a true friend of her children. If we share such relations with an adult we can say that we are true friends.
A true friend makes no excuses of having work or appointments or anything but will be with you whenever you need him/her. In your hour of desperation, a true friend will support you even if the whole world opposes you. A true friend is not an opportunist. A true friend means to have someone who is like mother, as I said earlier. Instead of having hundreds of good friends, if you have a true friend, treat yourself lucky. If you can also become a true friend of someone, you will be blessed, because it is much easier for all of us to expect but very difficult to give. Be a true friend yourself first.
The very first sign of a very good friend, not necessarily a true friend is that we are not worried about courtesies. You will call your friend at any hour and talk without any thought of time in your mind. Similarly, whenever you need support, you will call a very good friend and ask him/her to help you out. They expect the same from you. Another important trait of such relations is that we are not much worried about exposing ourselves. We speak about everything in our mind without worrying about what our friends will think. We are sure that they will take our talk in the spirit it was made. We are unguarded and open with friends in our talk.
A true friend is a little more than a very good friend. A true friend will support you even if it hurts his/her own interest. A true friend will understand your motives and needs and will be with you without any analysis or criticism. A true friend will come forward to help without any request and be with us in need without showing it or expecting anything in return. With a true friend, you can be sure that you will get help to the extent possible by him/her. Nothing will remain unturned. A mother is a true friend of her children. If we share such relations with an adult we can say that we are true friends.
A true friend makes no excuses of having work or appointments or anything but will be with you whenever you need him/her. In your hour of desperation, a true friend will support you even if the whole world opposes you. A true friend is not an opportunist. A true friend means to have someone who is like mother, as I said earlier. Instead of having hundreds of good friends, if you have a true friend, treat yourself lucky. If you can also become a true friend of someone, you will be blessed, because it is much easier for all of us to expect but very difficult to give. Be a true friend yourself first.
Wham, Bam,Thank You M'am Sizzling Tips To One Night Stand
While personally speaking, one night stands have never appealed to me, I know of several men who would not mind indulging in a bit of casual sex without any hope or binding that it should culminate in a serious relationship. As a general rule, men do not have too many hang-ups about such indulgences. There are a lot of women too, who are not keen on getting into any commitment and can agree to this kind of casual sex with their dating partners. There are very heavy chances though, that during your dating life, you will get into a situation, what I term as reverse-payback. This means that while you get mentally attached to a woman who you indulged with, for a quickie, but before you know it, she has left you.
If your sole aim is to have these one night stands, go ahead, indulge, but prepare yourself with a stronger head and a steadier mind. While there are enough women not too keen on commitments, but have casual sex as a mode of having fun, they are essentially however, looking for the same standards from men , as other women : dignity, trust and that magical spark called attraction, except, may be in different amounts.
If you are seriously contemplating to indulge only in these casual sex encounters, you have to hype up your seduction powers: abundance of humor, charm and the ability to tease your way through, so that your plan bears fruit faster. From a public arena, move quickly to a more private, romantic and secluded place, where you can communicate with her one-to-one. While you move her away from the public glare, pump up your seducing prowess to the hilt. The two should be worked out simultaneously to make that magic happen.
In case you are in a quandary, as to which women to select for such a sexual escapade, the right target are those women who you have an instant chemistry with. Through the right communication, glances, touches, the instant chemistry "clicks” - and you have found the right person. Please don't judge these women as "easy” or "cheap” - it is simply that they are "readily available” at that moment. One can't deny that ever so often we meet such women, with whom just the eye contact, spells instant attraction and we have that butterflies-in-the-stomach feeling from that moment. But beware, such women fall in to the far side of the range - from "super-easy” to super-rigid” - and all along you must have to practice the basic principles of self-discipline and controlled behavior.
How you manage a one night stand depends primarily on your personality and your requirements. There are many instances where a one night stand has culminated in a brief romantic interlude. Please note that it is indeed hard to graduate from a one night quickie and glide into a steady, trusted and stable relationship. The basis of almost all short to long term relationships is, a far more lengthier period of romancing rather than jumping into frenetic sex.
It is beneficial for you to remember one basic fact: honesty is the best policy, even in bed! While you are in the seduction process, be honest and truthful about your intentions, face up to whatever you are committing - do not glib talk your way through right into her bed or panties ! For the simple reason, lies ultimately don't take you anywhere. Not only is deception dishonorable, you do get paid back in your own coin, sooner or later. I am not scaring you with concepts of bad "karma” but as an adult, you know that every action you take today, will pave the way for your tomorrow, and many tomorrows.
If your sole aim is to have these one night stands, go ahead, indulge, but prepare yourself with a stronger head and a steadier mind. While there are enough women not too keen on commitments, but have casual sex as a mode of having fun, they are essentially however, looking for the same standards from men , as other women : dignity, trust and that magical spark called attraction, except, may be in different amounts.
If you are seriously contemplating to indulge only in these casual sex encounters, you have to hype up your seduction powers: abundance of humor, charm and the ability to tease your way through, so that your plan bears fruit faster. From a public arena, move quickly to a more private, romantic and secluded place, where you can communicate with her one-to-one. While you move her away from the public glare, pump up your seducing prowess to the hilt. The two should be worked out simultaneously to make that magic happen.
In case you are in a quandary, as to which women to select for such a sexual escapade, the right target are those women who you have an instant chemistry with. Through the right communication, glances, touches, the instant chemistry "clicks” - and you have found the right person. Please don't judge these women as "easy” or "cheap” - it is simply that they are "readily available” at that moment. One can't deny that ever so often we meet such women, with whom just the eye contact, spells instant attraction and we have that butterflies-in-the-stomach feeling from that moment. But beware, such women fall in to the far side of the range - from "super-easy” to super-rigid” - and all along you must have to practice the basic principles of self-discipline and controlled behavior.
How you manage a one night stand depends primarily on your personality and your requirements. There are many instances where a one night stand has culminated in a brief romantic interlude. Please note that it is indeed hard to graduate from a one night quickie and glide into a steady, trusted and stable relationship. The basis of almost all short to long term relationships is, a far more lengthier period of romancing rather than jumping into frenetic sex.
It is beneficial for you to remember one basic fact: honesty is the best policy, even in bed! While you are in the seduction process, be honest and truthful about your intentions, face up to whatever you are committing - do not glib talk your way through right into her bed or panties ! For the simple reason, lies ultimately don't take you anywhere. Not only is deception dishonorable, you do get paid back in your own coin, sooner or later. I am not scaring you with concepts of bad "karma” but as an adult, you know that every action you take today, will pave the way for your tomorrow, and many tomorrows.
G Spot Techniques To Find It And Please Your Partner
So I was reading this article and it had thinking.................mmm was Interesting.
Women can orgasm several different ways, via clitoral, vaginal, and of course the G-Spot, the latter can give her a massively satisfying orgasm if stimulated correctly.
Here we will look at how to find it and give your partner immense pleasure once you do!
Where is the G Spot?
The G-Spot is the area to target for maximum sexual arousal.
You will be able to help give added pleasure and a mind blowing climax to your partner if you can locate and stimulate it.
The G-Spot is essentially a bean shaped area of nerve tissue, located about halfway between the back of the pubic bone and the top of a women's cervix.
The size and location of the G-Spot will vary between women, but it usually lies about 1.5” to 3” inside the vagina.
This area inside the vagina has a different texture; it's ridged, not smooth like the rest of the vagina, and when aroused has a spongy feel.
The G-Spot is not easily located. Sometimes even women have a hard time finding it and some don't even believe it exists, but it does.
All you need to do is to locate it and arouse it and with a little trial and error between you and your partner you can.
Locating the G Spot
To explore and find the G spot, have your partner lie down, knees bent and feet flat on the floor or bed, with a pillow under her buttocks for comfort.
Insert your fingers into her vagina towards her navel. This will be between 1.5 - 3” inches inside the vagina to find the exact spot.
Press with the fingers against the front wall of the vagina. As it's surrounded by tissue and deep in the vaginal wall, you will need to apply a little pressure. When you finally hit the right spot, it will swell the same way a penis does.
Slide your fingers from side to side. Have your partner tell you when you hit the right place and you she will know, as you will see the reaction when you hit it!
G Spot Technique
When you have found it move your fingers in even circles all around the inside of the vagina walls.
It generally feels best for her if you keep consistent, firm pressure along the entire length of the vaginal walls and use a steady rotational rhythm.
Stop rotating your fingers and rest your fingertips on the ridged area of the G Spot. Then move the fingers in and out and do rotational movements to keep hitting the spot.
Finding a rhythm is what you are looking for here; keep moving the fingers in and out and around constantly hitting the G Spot.
You can give your partner even more pleasure by licking her clitoris and stimulating her G-Spot at the same time, to give her an amazing climax.
Stimulating the G Spot to the level where it will ejaculate requires three components:
1.Time: Needs to be taken to work your partner up
2.Gentle attention: Listen to your partner and find out what gives her pleasure.
3.Tapping: Keep constantly tapping the G-spot while you are moving your fingers.
Penis stimulation
Penises curve and the ones that curve upwards are most likely to hit the G territory. However if your penis curves to the left or the right, all is not lost,There are options!
If your penis curves to the left, right or to the south, you can position yourself in such a way that your penis hits the spot i.e you need to be in a position where your penis points north.
For example, if your penis curves to the side. You lie horizontally, she lies vertically and you gain the same impact and will be able to hit her G Spot.
If your penis curves downwards, place her on top of you but facing the other way, you will see her buttocks and then move to hit the G spot.
Other methods of stimulation
There are a number of adult toys such as vibrators etc that are designed to hit and stimulate the G Spot and the huge variety out there means there is one for every women.
Finally…
The G Spot is there in women all you have to do is find it and stimulate it to give your partner huge pleasure.
There is a lot of mystique related to the spot but to find the G spot and give your partner pleasure is really all about communication.
She will be able to guide you, all you need to do is follow her instructions have patience and find out what's right for her.
If you do, you will add another dimension to your relationship and your partner will be very grateful for your effort!
Women can orgasm several different ways, via clitoral, vaginal, and of course the G-Spot, the latter can give her a massively satisfying orgasm if stimulated correctly.
Here we will look at how to find it and give your partner immense pleasure once you do!
Where is the G Spot?
The G-Spot is the area to target for maximum sexual arousal.
You will be able to help give added pleasure and a mind blowing climax to your partner if you can locate and stimulate it.
The G-Spot is essentially a bean shaped area of nerve tissue, located about halfway between the back of the pubic bone and the top of a women's cervix.
The size and location of the G-Spot will vary between women, but it usually lies about 1.5” to 3” inside the vagina.
This area inside the vagina has a different texture; it's ridged, not smooth like the rest of the vagina, and when aroused has a spongy feel.
The G-Spot is not easily located. Sometimes even women have a hard time finding it and some don't even believe it exists, but it does.
All you need to do is to locate it and arouse it and with a little trial and error between you and your partner you can.
Locating the G Spot
To explore and find the G spot, have your partner lie down, knees bent and feet flat on the floor or bed, with a pillow under her buttocks for comfort.
Insert your fingers into her vagina towards her navel. This will be between 1.5 - 3” inches inside the vagina to find the exact spot.
Press with the fingers against the front wall of the vagina. As it's surrounded by tissue and deep in the vaginal wall, you will need to apply a little pressure. When you finally hit the right spot, it will swell the same way a penis does.
Slide your fingers from side to side. Have your partner tell you when you hit the right place and you she will know, as you will see the reaction when you hit it!
G Spot Technique
When you have found it move your fingers in even circles all around the inside of the vagina walls.
It generally feels best for her if you keep consistent, firm pressure along the entire length of the vaginal walls and use a steady rotational rhythm.
Stop rotating your fingers and rest your fingertips on the ridged area of the G Spot. Then move the fingers in and out and do rotational movements to keep hitting the spot.
Finding a rhythm is what you are looking for here; keep moving the fingers in and out and around constantly hitting the G Spot.
You can give your partner even more pleasure by licking her clitoris and stimulating her G-Spot at the same time, to give her an amazing climax.
Stimulating the G Spot to the level where it will ejaculate requires three components:
1.Time: Needs to be taken to work your partner up
2.Gentle attention: Listen to your partner and find out what gives her pleasure.
3.Tapping: Keep constantly tapping the G-spot while you are moving your fingers.
Penis stimulation
Penises curve and the ones that curve upwards are most likely to hit the G territory. However if your penis curves to the left or the right, all is not lost,There are options!
If your penis curves to the left, right or to the south, you can position yourself in such a way that your penis hits the spot i.e you need to be in a position where your penis points north.
For example, if your penis curves to the side. You lie horizontally, she lies vertically and you gain the same impact and will be able to hit her G Spot.
If your penis curves downwards, place her on top of you but facing the other way, you will see her buttocks and then move to hit the G spot.
Other methods of stimulation
There are a number of adult toys such as vibrators etc that are designed to hit and stimulate the G Spot and the huge variety out there means there is one for every women.
Finally…
The G Spot is there in women all you have to do is find it and stimulate it to give your partner huge pleasure.
There is a lot of mystique related to the spot but to find the G spot and give your partner pleasure is really all about communication.
She will be able to guide you, all you need to do is follow her instructions have patience and find out what's right for her.
If you do, you will add another dimension to your relationship and your partner will be very grateful for your effort!
MY BEST FRIEND
I found a friend,
she know everything I feels.
She knows my every weakness,
And the problems which I have to deal.
She understands my wonders,
And listen to my dreams.
She listen to how I feel about life and love,
And knoww what it all means.
Not once do she interrupt me,
Or tell me I was wrong.
She understands what I am going through,
And promised she'd stay long
I reached out to her
To show her that I care
To pull her close and let her know
How much I need her there
I went to hold her hand
To pull her a bit nearer
And realized that this perfect friend I found
Was nothing but my mirror.
she know everything I feels.
She knows my every weakness,
And the problems which I have to deal.
She understands my wonders,
And listen to my dreams.
She listen to how I feel about life and love,
And knoww what it all means.
Not once do she interrupt me,
Or tell me I was wrong.
She understands what I am going through,
And promised she'd stay long
I reached out to her
To show her that I care
To pull her close and let her know
How much I need her there
I went to hold her hand
To pull her a bit nearer
And realized that this perfect friend I found
Was nothing but my mirror.
THIS MAN
Day After Day I See My Life
Right Before My Eyes,
Night After Night
Im Alone Always Wondering Why.
Im Feeling My Heart Ache
As My Dreams Fade Away,
I Feel The Lost Of Love
Each And Everyday.
You Think That We Are Alright
Cause You Think My Pain Is Gone,
But You Seen The Tears I Have Cried
And Yet Im Still Alone.
You Are This Man
That I Gave My Heart To,
You Are This Man
But Do You Feel The Same As I Do?
Where Are You Now
When I Need You The Most?
Where Are You Now
Are You Somewhere Close?
Are You Able To Love Me Back?
Or Will You Trun The Other Way?
Will You Give Me Your Heart
And Make It Easier To Stay?
Can You Treat Me Right
And Calm My Fears?
Take All My Pain Away
By Wiping My Tears.
Hold Me In Your Arms
Pull Me In So Close,
Let Me Know Im Loved
Thats What I Need The Most.
So Tell Me Now
And Tell Me True,
Are You This Man
I Want From You?
Right Before My Eyes,
Night After Night
Im Alone Always Wondering Why.
Im Feeling My Heart Ache
As My Dreams Fade Away,
I Feel The Lost Of Love
Each And Everyday.
You Think That We Are Alright
Cause You Think My Pain Is Gone,
But You Seen The Tears I Have Cried
And Yet Im Still Alone.
You Are This Man
That I Gave My Heart To,
You Are This Man
But Do You Feel The Same As I Do?
Where Are You Now
When I Need You The Most?
Where Are You Now
Are You Somewhere Close?
Are You Able To Love Me Back?
Or Will You Trun The Other Way?
Will You Give Me Your Heart
And Make It Easier To Stay?
Can You Treat Me Right
And Calm My Fears?
Take All My Pain Away
By Wiping My Tears.
Hold Me In Your Arms
Pull Me In So Close,
Let Me Know Im Loved
Thats What I Need The Most.
So Tell Me Now
And Tell Me True,
Are You This Man
I Want From You?
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
SOMEONE FROM MY PAST.
WOW I CANT BELIEVE HE STILL REMEMBER ME.HE FOUND ME ON FACEBOOK SENT ME A MESSAGE, SO I GAVE HE MY NUMBER AND HE CALL. MET HIM WHEN I WAS YOUNG BACK THEN I HAD A LIL CRUSH ON HIM BUT HE WOULD NEVER KNO.SO HE CALL AND WE TALKED FOR HOURS REMININSCING ON THE PAST,CTACHING UP ON WHAT GOOD AND NEW IN OUR LIFES.IT WAS FUN TALKING TO HIM AGAIN IT WAS LIKE HE NEVER MOVED AWAY WE STILL LIKE THE SAME THINGS.HE STILL LOOKS THE SAME BUT BETTER.HE SAID I HAVEN'T CHANGE AT ALL, SAY I STILL AS BEAUTIFUL AS HE REMEMBER.(CUTE)SO HE JUS A SWEET TONGUE.SO AFTER HOURS ON THE PHONE WE GOT BACK ON FACEBOOK TALKED A LIL MORE.DONT REALLY KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT HIM AFTER SO LONG BUT LETS SEE WHERE THIS NEW FRIENDSHIP TAKES US.
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