its all wrong |
it's all right. it's alright. it's ok. it's all fine. nothing to worry about. you will win. the pest, the tempestit's all for the besttime to rest from that light thought. standing in the dark, he ask...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 02:17:00 GMT |
transitive translation. |
you're so romantic, you should be nighttime. so nighttime, i became; romance, however, left. only in solitude did romance re-surface, it didn't like the unlikely men to make it past my front door. qui...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Dec 2007 21:55:00 GMT |
for you in my future. |
it's not like the books i've read, the fantasies i've had, the movies i've watched late at night. not at all like that. it's like walking what you thought to be a safe, straight line and falling into ...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Oct 2007 11:18:00 GMT |
i say goodbye. you say ______. |
so there you go.up ahead some steps. some stones. words do break my bones.and i lie on my back. and i think. i need a healer to heal my bones. adjust and moan.i've stiffened up. my heart is tense. my ...
Posted by on Sun, 20 May 2007 22:51:00 GMT |
ny ny. |
oh man. it was good. nuit un:nuit deux: marchant:la musee:nuit trois: haute couture: l'avion:
Posted by on Wed, 17 May 2006 21:30:00 GMT |
when asked about the eeLeeAyyyyy |
all i do is work my ass off to become famous in the near future....which is what most LA kids strive for. I dunno, there's all sorts of fun here I suppose- sunny days, the atmosphere, people watching...
Posted by on Thu, 05 May 2005 15:20:00 GMT |
a [prostitution] request |
will you buy it?
i'll buy you if you fit into my budget
i'm a little short on cash nowadays yet i seem to be generous with my love
take it, if it's worth your going rate
what if i couple it wi...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Apr 2005 12:32:00 GMT |
the grass smells green |
how does it feel to be an article, a thing, a gizmo
that's easy; it feels disgusting.
what if i am everything
that's impossible:to begin with, i'm not a man.
is it viable to be just plain
that's ...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Jan 2005 23:20:00 GMT |
lost |
what a mess life is
i have shelves stacked and ordered alphabetically of lessons
i have drawers full of lament and angst
my closet is small, but it still holds moments of extravagance and cheer
...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Jan 2005 22:43:00 GMT |
his smile is simply a facade. |
you're gorgeous, you know?
from your waist down to your toes
oh how i love those luscious thighs
and supple feet that tiptoe their way into my place of rapture
but for those eyes, keep them shut
...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Jan 2005 22:41:00 GMT |
