Saturday, August 3, 2013

last night, this morning

I almost forgot where I was

waking up in the dress I wore last night.

I turned over and just saw you,
the ankh on your kissable back,
your beautiful, tight coils,
and the coo of your breathing...

my only instinct was to touch you,
even if it was just my finger to lightly trace your tiny frame,
or a soft but swift caress of your thigh,
just to be as close to you as you would allow.

then, as if by fate,
you moved closer to me,
my little spoon <3 p="">

Sleeping next to you is surely one of my favorite things.


Tuesday, November 6, 2012

I don’t understand…

why some people with the ability to vote and participate in what happens in this country CHOSE not to.

 Sure, the system is fucked up and all conspiracy theories aside, the elite really don’t care about working people. But that’s because they think we don’t know any better to care about ourselves. “Lazy victims” they’ve called us.

 “I’m not going to vote because my vote wont matter and the two party system is a joke.”

If that’s how you really feel then get off your ass and DO SOMETHING. There ARE other parties. There ARE OTHER IDEALS.

But as long as you fuckers aren’t voting AT ALL, the people that do, i.e. the wealthy scum who don’t know what it means to feel DEFEATED like you (yes, you folks are exhibiting defeated behavior by admitting to your PERCEIVED powerlessness. cogs in the machine) will continue to elect officials and ideals that you can’t relate to nor benefit you.

I’ve talked to IMMIGRANTS, legal or not, young and old, who WISH they could vote in this country because they understand how (potentially) great it is to actually live here.

You folks are the typical spoiled children of the world. Won’t know what you have until it’s ripped from under you.
 If you are an American CITIZEN, living and working in this country reaping the rewards of food, shelter, internet access (which is one of the greatest privileges of this country as it isn’t censored and readily accessible to even the poorest people), etc, you should be voting. Period.

 Really, shut the fuck up if you feel the gov’t isn’t working for you. You didn’t give your voice. That’s like being mad that they got you a chocolate birthday cake when you wanted yellow but didn’t say anything.

YOUR WILLINGNESS TO DO NOTHING IS AN ACTION IN ITSELF.

Saturday, June 2, 2012


This is how I'm going to remember you, bro

I always told you I loved you and you'll always put a smile on my face.

I just wish it wasn't so soon. I still can't believe it.
I'll see you again soon <3

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

you weren't there for shit when I was struggling. Don't ask me about my success.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

She charged at me, she, the bull.
Her horns pierced me, though I did not bleed.
I gasped and grinned at the notion of this power attempting to discover me.

Though hesitant and reserved about such matters of interest, I vowed to never ignore the ginger knock of opportunity.

Through poison, I was made pure;
Willing, for the first time, to ration smiles.
Not just from my face, but from a dormant somewhere, untouched.

She, the bull, her charge is welcome.

Friday, March 30, 2012

Don't pretend you know me.
You only know the old me; foolish me.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Mmm imported pussy...

That's great and all, but don't you think you should get it tested first?

This isn't the first time this dog brought germs into my house.

Like, I go from almost never being sick to getting full on head colds now that this ho wants to fly out to fake get her pussy licked.

It's pathetic and disgusting.

I thank the stars I'm not the type to spend stupid amounts of money to see ANY female that's not my mom.

So go on with your new import, just stop bringing me the spoils, namely the germs you gather.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

One sure way to know...

That you don't love me and only seek to control me is that you threaten I will be alone and miserable without you.

You don't wish me happiness, only despair in your absence. Your inflated ego, although you swear you don't have one, is the ultimate reason I don't trust you or wish to love you ever again.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

"What do you call a lesbian with long nails?"

"Single."


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