Thinking about
his smile
his eyes
as I sit here
beside myself
I miss him
his company
his warmth.
I miss most of all
the way he kissed me
the way he made me feel when we hugged, it was too real.
Whats the deal.
Y do I feel
this way...
Y am I so lonly
I feel almost
homely.
I sit here and
tears well up in my eues
I begin to cry
and wonder why
why does this happen
why are people so hurtful
why, do I sit here and cry.
My tears begin to dry.
I look into the sky
I see night,
I see stars
maybe even mars...

Good Bye, with faery kisses & faery dust....

eyes open
tears fall
all and all
my head drops
onto the pillow
my eyes close
I smell the scent of rose
where are my clothes?
what just happened?
where am I?
Who am I
why do I want to die, why do I cry... so often
why is it so hard.
why is this life
why does it feel like its not for me

Good Bye, with faery kisses & faery dust....

Estar con tigo fue un sueno que se me hiso verdad.
Pero como un sueno yo me a levantado a ver que tu no estas a me par.
Ahora lo que ago es sonar y sonar, porque esa es la unica forma que yo te puedo enamorar.
Ay como yo quesera que estae sueno se convirtiera entre realidad, porque me corazon no aguanta mas.

LOVE FlowRyder

Suck cock is what she does best.
Oh how good it feels when her lips are rapped around my head.
Sucking licking, pulling, kissing, and this is just on my head.
Oh, the shaft is 8in/6in hard and she dose her best.
She opens her mouth as much as she can.
Letting my cock take her breath;
Gag she may, but stop she won't.
For that is what she loves best - to please me till I cum all over her face & chest.

Ahhhh the Bard is back!

Conosco una donna
Desidera inserire la sua barretta in mio foro.
Gli resisto, anche se so che finalmente riuscirà;
Dormirò ed allora mi sveglierò, penetrato!

(Dedicated to Ron at The Slide)

Othello

Poor Fellow

Iago plyed Rodrigo by pumping up his ego

Desdemona ruined her reputation by eloping 'neath her station

Cassio got drunky, chased Rodrigo like a monkey

Othello got quite cranky once Emilia took his hanky

He slew poor Desdemona and then he was alona!

The strength of one is great,
The strength of a few is incredible,
The strength of many is phenominal,
The strength of all is unstoppable.

you know my aunty Nelly
she's got a wooden belly
and every time she laughs
it shakes like jelly

don't give up yer day job....

Hi all. I seand you all my LOVE< ENERGY & PRAYERS. So I hope you are all well and I mean AALL, things have been a little off so I have not been too creative, but in th words of DADDY!![ go with the Flow). So in this case some one else should have went with the flow. THE flow of the toilet.

COURTESY FLUSH



A courtesy FLUSH is what you do, after you drop that stinky Doo.
Dont let others smell your Poo.
Dont be VULGaR,dont be RUDE!!!!
So next time you sit on the bowl.
FLUSH it the minute your Dooo comes out of you hole...

COURTESY FLUSH

P.S ILOVE you all
But i cany make it

[This message was edited by FlowRyder on 06-21-03 at 12:12 PM.]

The days are long.
The nights are cold.
Were have you gone with my FUCKEN soul.
You were here and now your not.
I dont want to get married I just want to FUCK.
To feel you beside me curesing me kissing me
holding me or just making love to me.
Or is that to much to ask from you???
Or am I being a fool!!
To think that you are just going to be here beside me agin.
To make me feel compleat and hole agin!!!
Even if it were just for a littal while!!!!
BUT NO YOU JUST WANT TO BE FRIENDS!!!!
(FUCK ME!! FUCKED AGIN!!).

scar tissue
thicker than skin
layers and layers
all the kings men
doggie piled
on top of each other
just another gash
just like my mother
scar tissues scar tissues
star tissues star tissues
from all of the issues
born from all the issues
like a fortress
around my heart
notch to belt
time to restart
dissapointment
over and again
every time I know
I won't be the same
what doesn't kill you
makes you stronger
the tissue is thicker
the list is longer
a rap sheet of
too many men
just being themselves
scaring me again
and I know I'll
get back on the horse
once I get over
yet another divorce
from myself and my
dreams of love
learned another
lesson of trust
broke my heart
raped my guts
stole from my family
can't believe my luck
harder than bricks
this soul built 2 last
gotta hug myself again
gotta forgive the past.


Well behaved women rarely make history.

[This message was edited by Vulgaras on 08-11-03 at 03:52 AM.]

Slap me.
Curse me
Make me cry.
Make me bite my lip till they bleed inside.
Make me fell like your women
Make me fell as I am all yours.
To do as you please.
For that is what makes me happy and giddy inside.
I am your slut.
I am your whore.
To do as you wish.
For I am yours.
I am your bitch.
I am all!!! ALL YOURS!!!

Bobby my FRIEND how have you been.
Hope you are felling GOOD and GAY.
Haveing FUN with LIFE or ANYOTHER things.
You are an INPERATION to me and lots of my FRIENDS.
Didnt want you to FORGET that.
But then again I know you COUDENT do that your just to COOL of a FRIEND.
YOU LOVE evryone and APPRECIATE evrything.
So then YOU must know.
I PRAY for you BROTHER and wish you the best of evrything.
HEALTH, LOVE, PEACE of MIND, GOOD FRIENDS and the
STRENTH that YOU need to HELP the rest of US.



Dont ever Quit.
Dont ever Forget.
We Love You Brother.

Thank you for thinking of me beauty.

I am doing just fine. Life is sweet and so are you and I am loving that you are thinking of me.

I had a hot wet dream about you the other night.
You tasted so good in the dream that I woke up wet and sweaty.
I miss you too Rob.

Love,

Bobby xxx

I am your bitch!
I love you.
I know I've said it a million times but...
YOU ARE THE GREATST MAN WHO EVER LIVED!

I feel as if I lost something.
Something Pure.
Something Exciting.
Something Unique.
Something Strong.
Something Beautiful.
Something Cute.
Something Sexy.
Something Loving
Something Understanding.
Something Accepting.
Something Special.
Oh and this has me Insane.
Could I be that Stupid.
To lose such a Great thing.
But then again I find a way to lose Everything.
Damn I hope to find that Love again.
See for I always Find my lost stuff.
But it is always something I need.
See for the Universe likes me, but only with things I really need.
So I pray that in this life you are as important
to me as I see you to be.
I can only pray that the Universe feels the same as me.
For in my eyes I can't do with out thee.
I find it hard sometimes to just breath.
I need you and want to learn from thee.
So now I will open myself to this Crazy Universe.
So it knows how I feel about thee.
Hope it works!!!!! Cause I MISS THE SHIT OUT OF THEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Damn I hate when I
Loss such Precious
Things

rope is velvet, rope is red
I'm on the wrong side instead
of sitting where I should be
standing in the wings, waiting
chewing off another foot
& hating all of these rules
top and bottom social grace
just keeping me in my place
with jagged heart & wild eyes
channel my demons or die
trying over and again
pushed envelope is my sin
my voice is a bottle at sea
waiting to be read openly
floating in the unknown chill
hanging onto its own will
the rope is velvet the rope is red
& I'm gonna cross it before I'm dead.

Copyright Velocity Chyaldd (2003)

Well behaved women rarely make history.

the warmth of your skin,
the way it feels,
your hands on me
the flicker of the candle
as the wax drips down
onto my skin,
I look at you with a grin
I have sinned, from within
I take a deep breath, and feel my hands and ankles bound.
I lay there quivering,
and with out a sound
my eyes were soon covered
what a suprise...
I feel the hot wax
the burning,
on my skin
dripping and drying,

Good Bye, with faery kisses & faery dust....