l.a.m.f. |
it was the perfect bottle of wine, sexy women in panties, people tossing and turning naked over one another. everyone danced the tango together. All night long they never knew anything, nothing of tom...
Posted by Johnny Ch s ebrgr on Sat, 03 May 2008 05:04:00 PST |
slumberededededed |
i whispered, "i hate you." you of course never heard me. deep asleep in dream land most likely following around random ideas and thoughts. things that happened, you've seen in movies and heard of from...
Posted by Johnny Ch s ebrgr on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 08:36:00 PST |
tasty |
Some girl.
Her name was a category.
Not a title.
She's horny, but not for me.
I'll still watch her bend over.
Farewell. ...
Posted by Johnny Ch s ebrgr on Fri, 23 Nov 2007 04:57:00 PST |
my treat |
The city lights shine bright and all the smokes dances in the industrial bay area. She latches on to my side and begs me not to stand to close to our window ceil. An overwhelming feeling of passion fi...
Posted by Johnny Ch s ebrgr on Fri, 28 Sep 2007 02:21:00 PST |
god owes me two fifity |
it's something i never saw arising, we're all blind these days. "Living" every moment like it was our last. the outcome never matters. we bring the world down to it's knees in a sort of worship. a pow...
Posted by Johnny Ch s ebrgr on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 11:08:00 PST |
don't shoot the messenger |
only a cunt would get up and leave, but a prude wouldn't understand why. it's a sleepy recurring nightmare night. it's called hate, but spelt with a capital "L" it's taboo. it's the Romans, and we're ...
Posted by Johnny Ch s ebrgr on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 05:22:00 PST |
boredom. |
it comes with color, but nobody can comprehend. it knows everything about you. like a snoopy mother reading it's Childs secret journal. there is absolutely no escape. in the mirror it stares you in th...
Posted by Johnny Ch s ebrgr on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 05:12:00 PST |
general |
i'm filled with all the right ingredients, but all the wrong spices. eat me up, then puke me down your toilet. i wanna feel the walls of your throat. slide through your body. hide me in your closet ov...
Posted by Johnny Ch s ebrgr on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 06:05:00 PST |
sneaking up behind ya |
a deep down feeling which hasn't been felt for far too long. it's comes from a single glance, a sudden touch, possible even a giggle or titter. the aroma of hair products, clove smokes, and booze. a b...
Posted by Johnny Ch s ebrgr on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 05:46:00 PST |
in your dreams alone. |
you wish you could compare to tonight. nothing will ever come between it. not the crazy boy in the house downtown. not the slut in the room up town. it's more than highschool, something real. you can ...
Posted by Johnny Ch s ebrgr on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 12:22:00 PST |
