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 | This is (probably) the last blog God Plz keep me away from computers don't let my fingers go astray plz i beggggggggg) I'll be busy entertaining the love of my life STEVE, use ur imagination ohhhhh haaaa GOODBYE.Farewell to all the comments-
To everything we knew...
Goodbye to all the gossip
And drama we've been through.
Goodbye to all the good times.
I'll hold them in my heart
And try to think about them
While we're thousands of miles apart.
Goodbye to empty friendships
And all the promises we made.
We can still read blogs and profiles
As our memories start to fade.
Goodbye, sleepless nights & days
Farewell typing, webcam, & ym
And those nights we stayed up chatting...
Remember, it was always about ‘them’. |
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Beating around the bushes
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Jul 25, 2008 1:53 pm
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From the door to the BED
Stretched for miles in his head
And the thoughts that it fed
Were led back to what he said,
But what he said mattered less
As towards the bed he progressed
To where she lay there undressed
Back pressed on the mattress.
Culmination of fear subsiding
As she felt his hands sliding
To the places she had been hiding
Her open legs now so inviting
He said lay down relax
And her hands reached for his back
There was no more turning back
The only option to climax
The only sound that she could hear
Him breathing faster in her ear
So she drew his body near
To hear the sounds he made more clear
As their bodies moved like poetry
She whispered, “Give it slow to me.
Do everything you know to me.”
And he could feel her body’s energy.
A synergy in motion
In and out just like the ocean
Losing thoughts in the commotion
Lust driving locomotion
Her body starts to shake
How much more can it take?
Scratching skin until it breaks
His back looked like it got raked
It’s a muscular contraction
Fed by a chemical reaction
Causing a physical reaction
Followed quick by satisfaction
Their bodies in need of healing
Staring at the swirling ceiling
Still naked and so revealing
Getting caught up in the feeling
From the door to the bed
Stretched for miles in his head
But the lust that it fed
Would always lead them back to bed.
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My Body
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Jul 25, 2008 1:49 pm
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My body’s made of triggers so please don’t set me off.
You’re hands are made to rig them, you wanna get me off.
Resistance is running low, but it doesn’t matter all that much
I’ll just stay far away, cause it’s all over once we touch.
Electricity runs through me and my legs can’t help but spread
Thinking of what you’ll do to me as we fall into my bed
It’s a trap, I’m no fool, but its already set in motion
A loss of self-control as you drown me in your ocean
No I can’t let that happen but the safety’s off tonight
The trigger’s cocked and ready – I’m looking for a fight.
If I avoid your touch I know I’ll be alright
But the trigger’s cocked and ready – I wanna shoot tonight.
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No no just sleep
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Jul 10, 2008 2:15 am
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Slowly, carefully,
She peals her clothes off
Cautiously, as if they were pieces of paper,
Delicate paper that would tear at the slightest tug.
Now she slips beneath the covers
Soft bed caressing her naked body
All she needs is sleep,
All she needs is…
She needs to be loved
She needs to hear some one say they trust her
She needs to be cherished
She needs…she needs to be held by him.
No, no. Just sleep.
But, she won’t sleep,
Torment is not easily quieted
Hearts are not easily repaired
Silently broken, her mutely falling tears stain her cheeks.
Tossed aside as a rag doll
He barks and then he whispers; curses then apologizes
She says she’s fine, he believes her.
He shouldn’t.
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I want you
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Jul 9, 2008 12:00 am
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The night slips into early morning and coldness slowly creeps in. You tempt me... Oh how you tempt me. I long for you to warm my body with your strong hands, once gentle hands that are now urgent, almost forceful in their exploration. Unforgettable hands, followed by soft, demanding lips that smooth the path of fire, left by hands that make me melt. Passionate lips, followed by a body that could fulfil all of my carnal fantasies, and do more than those lips, more than make me moan.
I ache, deep inside, for you to cover my body with yours. A body that makes me tremble in anticipation of what you could do to me; of what you could make me feel. Should I make a move? I'm not sure. I want to but something holds me back. Invisible arms restrain me while my internal struggle continues. I'm wary, shy, and a little scared. I've dreamt of you. Should I stay with my dreams, in a relatively safe haven, or should I venture into the unknown, and test reality against the eroticism of those dreams. Will you think me a fool if I do? Or worse. wanton and easy because I have taken the part of the aggressor.
I've never done so before, but I'm afraid this chance might slip through my fingers. It's been such a long time, and still, I hesitate. You're near...I can feel you. Just the thought of you makes me hot, makes me yearn for all pleasures forbidden. My adrenaline rises, the closer you come, making my heart beat faster. My stomach clenches, my body tenses, and your presence restrict all movement and thought. You intimidate and fascinate me at the same time, but I still hunger to feel you around me, crave to feel you inside me, to be fulfilled in a way only you can accomplish. My desire knows no bounds. Or, if you must, call it lust. I care not.
My hands, lips, and body tingle at the thought of treasures not yet discovered...hands that were meant to touch, caress, and stroke...lips that yearn to linger over your most sensitive areas, kissing, licking, and sucking...and a body ready and willing to be receptive to all thoughts and actions you wish to reveal or explore. I want to revel in exploring what is unknown to me. Never before have sensations overcome me. I want to lose myself where nothing intrudes but the pleasurable sensations of an erotic encounter.
Can you do this to me? I think so. I think my decisions have been made. Whether or not you are receptive to my advances...I have to try...I must know.
I want you.
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Succulent
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Jul 2, 2008 11:21 am
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A wet, succulent peach
her nectar drips freely,
from the fount of womanhood between her legs.
Deeply, I drink,
her sweetness in deep,
her nectar is mine and mine alone.
She writes and moans,
she begs me now,
I'll make her spill her precious liquid.
The jewel I tease,
her folds I rub,
her flood draws near.
She lets it go,
her nectar rushes out,
an oasis to my parched insides.
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There won't be a mess
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Jul 2, 2008 11:20 am
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Come here, my dear
there is no need to fear
I just want to taste your skin
make you shiver
breathe you in
Let me brush your lips with mine
no need to hurry let's take our time
as we lay side by side
staring in each others eyes
I'll wrap my fingers in your hair
pull your head back, leave your neck bare
I'll pause and admire the sight
before i lean down and slowly bite
into your tender flesh so soft and so fresh
don't worry dear i'll lick the blood up
there won't be a mess.
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Naughty jokes part 2
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Jun 23, 2008 11:48 am
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Hickery dickery dock
'Dis bitch was suckin' me cock
The clock struck 2
Me squirted me goo
Den wiped me dick on her frock.
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Oral sex can be so fine
When you're in a 69
First you start to shake and shiver
Then you cum like a river
When its finished don't complain
Just lick your lips and start again.
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Roses are red,
Lemons are sour,
Spread your legs,
And give me an hour.
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Smoke a smoke
Not a butt
Fuck a virgin
Not a slut
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Sex is evil
Sex is a sin
Sins are forgiven
So stick it in
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Smells like fish
Tastes like chicken
Shut your face
And keep on lickin’!!
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Holy mother full of grace
Bless my boyfriend's gorgeous face
Bless his hair that tends to curl
Keep him safe from all the girls
Bless his arms that are so strong
Keep his hands where they belong
Bless his dick the one I sucked
Bless the bed in which we fucked
And if my mum happened to walk in
Bless the shit that we'd be in
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Naughty Jokes
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Jun 23, 2008 11:46 am
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The guy says i love you
You belive its true
9 months later,
He says the hell with you
The baby is a bastard
The mother is a whore
All this wouldnt have happened
If the rubber wouldnt have torn
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Sex is when a guys communication
Enters a girls information
To increase the population
For a younger generation
Do you get the information...
Or do you need a demonstration
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Roses are red,
Violets are corny,
When i think of you
Ohh baby i get horny,
Eat me,
Beat me,
Bite me,
Blow me,
Suck me,
Fuck me,
Very slowly,
If you kiss me,
Dont be sassy,
Use your tongue and make it nasty!
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Jack and Jill went up a hill,
To smoke some Marijuana.
Jack got high unzipped his fly,
And Jill said "I don't wanna."
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Jack and Jill went up a hill,
To have a little fun.
Stupid Jill forgot her pill,
And now they have a son.
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I love bow
Bow loves me
Bonnie gave me H.I.V
So I kicked him in the balls
And stabbed him in the head
Now that mother fucker is dead.
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Hickery dickery dock
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Sensations
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Jun 21, 2008 12:56 pm
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Softly, he massages my back
with lotion in one hand.
He works it into my skin
like a potter molds pottery.
I softly moan as he works out the kinks
from months and years of stress.
He turns me over on my back
lathering up my front.
He slowly moves his hands lower to
my ample, plentiful breasts.
Kneading the lotion in
like a baker kneading dough.
Gathering up both watermelons in one hand,
he leans in,
to plant his hot tongue on my erect nipples.
Electrifying waves shock my very core.
Moaning loudly, licking them rapidly,
juices well up in my hive.
His other hand explores down my legs
finding my inner thighs.
Stroking gently, playfully;
moving closer to my closed flower
teasingly and enticingly.
Moving my hands down
to find his manly package.
I already find it at attention.
Reaching, I start the engine.
Hearing my lover roar, I rev it more.
I feel his manhood pulsating through my delicate fingers
as he suckles my breasts like a newborn babe.
Sweet nectars build up inside ready to explode.
He asks "Are you ready?"
I simply nod, yes.
His fingers explore my inner petals
as the rose finally opens.
His smile is like the sun's rays
as his stinger enters me through the petals.
I gasp in pure passion as his key
slips into my well oiled lock.
Thrusting back and forth
as he sets me free with desire
gliding his bow back and forth
each chord striking the heart.
I sing metezzo soprano
as he plays me like
I am his personal fiddle.
Together we make beautiful music.
His instrument becomes more intense
as we both sing out together.
His flute deep inside me
sending out notes of pleasure.
Our duet finally ends
as the orchestra plays
and we take our standing ovations.
Anxiously awaiting the encore.
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I'm breathless
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Jun 21, 2008 12:52 pm
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Darling, hold me close,
as we kiss all in the dark.
feel me up all over,
as we make a spark.
Breasts tenderly fondled
by your tantilizing tongue.
Stroking erect nipples
until I passionately cum.
Leaving a trail of kisses,
you make the journey south.
Finding the doorway,
you enter with your mouth.
Like an explorer,
you search for hidden treasure.
Every tender ministraton
sends me to heightened pleasure.
With the port wide open,
your ship sails into my dock.
Thrusting faster and faster,
agressively squeezing my buttocks.
Flipping me over,
landing on my knees,
jewels slapping from behind
until I holler please.
Just when I had enough,
and you have all the power.
Pushing me onto the bed
and you fertilizer my flower.
Rolling in the hay,
is your little game.
Carassing my clit
until I scream your name.
I lost count,
on and on you went.
Depositing all the coins
until all were spent.
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