satan's salvation |
(apologies to people who are offended )
(or who don't have a sense of humour.)...
Posted by natasha ono on Sun, 13 May 2007 01:09:00 PST |
cue |
pool's like a love game, the white ball's casanova, the others are ladies, and he swiftly glides to brush against, to kiss and tell, to miss and let them snare but know that eventually they will ...
Posted by natasha ono on Sat, 05 May 2007 03:09:00 PST |
we were mermaids |
Posted by natasha ono on Fri, 04 May 2007 01:56:00 PST |
promise me |
you'll go down my neck.
Posted by natasha ono on Thu, 03 May 2007 05:47:00 PST |
vultures |
we spy we feast...
Posted by natasha ono on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 02:12:00 PST |
sometimes, |
we don't need much to be happy. and then when that disappears, you become broken.
6 years. wow. 6 fucking years and we're still blushing from the alcohol pumping in our veins. one's screaming her...
Posted by natasha ono on Sun, 08 Apr 2007 01:57:00 PST |
the laziest monday |
this is beautiful. look at the sea and look at the sand, it will not sink as you walk on it. fuck the lack of sleep, it was your fault anyway. you're picking up shells, and all of them aren't broken. ...
Posted by natasha ono on Mon, 26 Mar 2007 02:55:00 PST |
limerance |
is it love, obsession, infatuation? you don't know. you think of it as a strange and beautiful word you read about once, "limerance", a psychological term, meaning an obsessive love, a state that's al...
Posted by natasha ono on Thu, 21 Sep 2006 02:35:00 PST |
a good red road |
Posted by natasha ono on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 04:51:00 PST |
