secrets (whats the point?) |
you know...ive never understood what the point in secrets is. ok ya, some things should be kept secret..not saying I have any...ok ya i do...which is the point in this blog...i want to get rid of this...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 02:14:00 GMT |
SEX (advice for men) |
The human mind is a curious thing.
Women want a man to sweep them off their feet & yet still be treated like an equal.
Every woman wants good sex & yet some (like me) cant find it. Whether it's be...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Sep 2008 20:59:00 GMT |
hunger |
reaching for a face
and all I feel is space.
this hunger inside
grows stronger each day.
this hunger which I feel
the hunger for the feel
of someone's touch
will not dissipate.
Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 23:25:00 GMT |
revenge |
do you like to see my pain?
do you really believe i won't fight you?
that i cannot fight back?are you really that naive?
look down & watch your blood
pooling at our feet.
and when you look back to...
Posted by on Tue, 06 May 2008 08:45:00 GMT |
anymore |
i was walking down the streetlistening to love songsthinking of youand how the phone doesnt ring.when i finally realized,i dont need you anymore.i wont spend one more night dreaming of you.dont worry ...
Posted by on Tue, 06 May 2008 08:42:00 GMT |
death is a nympho |
smoke filled rooms,
bodies entwined
and blood smeared walls.
in the deepest depths of your subconcise,
she lives.
she lives to bring you pleasure.
she lives to bring you pain.
try as you might,
this ...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 10:01:00 GMT |
pity for jay |
my soul cries
while my eyes cant.
blood falls to the floor,
and pools around my feet.
i bleed for the soul
who will soon weep.
i pity the one
who gave his heart
to one such as me.
Posted by on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 07:57:00 GMT |
sounds of rage |
I love the sound of blood,
blood dripping on the floor.
I love the sound of screaming,
the screams of people in pain.
I cant get enough of the sounds.
I want more,
I NEED more...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 19:36:00 GMT |
LONGING by me and some friends |
i can hear your voice,in the screams of the wavescrashing against my bitter depairmy heart beats while it craves for lovewhich it cannot find.i can hear your voice,in the rustle of the leavesmoving to...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 01:15:00 GMT |
