He Didnt Like What He Now Saw, How Foolish People Are, How Trusting, How Their Defenses Crumble Like Sand When They Believe They’re Talking To A Friend. And Oh How They Want To Believe They’re Talking To A Friend, The Things We Do For Love, The Things We Do For Love, Not Believing Your Own… Continue reading Surrender
Tag: mate
Temptation
Danny never had a date, Danny never went out, Danny never had a mate, He never had a spouse. Danny only sixteen years old, Really wanted a girl, He wanted one not cold, That was as pretty as a pearl. One day he spotted a little girl, Of twelve or thirteen maybe, She was as… Continue reading Temptation
Tired of being alone
Hi this is my first time posting on here. Guess i’m just doing this to vent. Today I got a taste of being completely alone and being completely afraid of things to come. I had it all at one time. Three beautiful girls who loved me and a mate who “would” of always been there… Continue reading Tired of being alone
No time to talk! Gotta run
Her lips, hair, breasts and thighs…. Beauty is but mere dung compared to her. Her eyes pierced my very soul to the point of vindiction but now was not the time. “When will there be a time?!” She said to me as my hands caressed her back. It seemed that holding her in my arms… Continue reading No time to talk! Gotta run
Feel So Sick
I found out today something about this asshole who supposidly fancies me… Just thought i’d share it since i’m not supposed to tell anyone….
Chils molester and HELL
This is the second half of that TRUE STORY I posted a while back, enjoy. She leaned over placing her forehead on his and asked “you all right?!” he replied in a different tone “na, this music is fucken gay!” she thought to her self about the shitty loud as hell music, yeah this is… Continue reading Chils molester and HELL
Thinking of us
She is the one who used and abused, She is the one who never refused.
Man’s Own Hand.
I wrote this when I was in Toronto, looking at the paved landscape. As you can tell I found it rather disturbing. Man’s Own Hand The eyes that glance upon the ground, do sense each little pebble. The mind reaches out gently, and feels the patiened earth.