Friday, 29 February 2008
Thursday, 28 February 2008
chocolate... with nuts
smooth and sultry
narrow eyes sliding from side to side
ruby lips tepid and syrupy
skin, dark and sleek as the sky
hot chocolate
sensuous, smooth and soft
an ebony brown broth
soothing aroma
stunning prescence
vibrant emotions
the silky glow of a steamy essence
hot chocolate
rich, dark and warm
in exotic succulent form
wafting movements
strong voice
whose love arouses inner fears
hot chocolate
sweet, lucid and brown
strong desire
Wednesday, 27 February 2008
madonna's confessions
how can we keep our feet on the ground?
these are my pills to keep me up when i'm down.
Tuesday, 26 February 2008
sorry... but i like it
How does it feel in my arms?
Do you want it? Do you need it? Can you feel it? Tell me.
How does it feel in my arms?
I’m listening.
Monday, 25 February 2008
michael clayton
Sunday, 24 February 2008
Saturday, 23 February 2008
some more
(Antoine de Saint-Exupery)
We are inclined to believe those whom we do not know because they have never deceived us.
(Samuel Johnson )
Mistakes are a part of being human. Appreciate your mistakes for what they are: precious life lessons that can only be learned the hard way. Unless it's a fatal mistake, which, at least, others can learn from.
(Al Franken)
To believe is to know you believe, and to know you believe is not to believe.
(Jean-Paul Sartre)
The one serious conviction that a man should have is that nothing is to be taken too seriously.
(Nicholas Butler)
Friday, 22 February 2008
let's talk about sex
Let's talk about you and me
Let's talk about all the good things
And the bad things that may be
Let's talk about sex
Let's talk about sex
Let's talk about sex
Let's talk about sex
Thursday, 21 February 2008
Wednesday, 20 February 2008
69
As you fell me getting hard
You touch my skin with your hands...
I get on top of you,
I kiss your skin... your sex ...
Yea, I kiss it ...
My tongue around it
While, I fell your hands behind me
You press my butt ...
Slightly opening the way...
Devouring me with your look
I fell the heat coming from your mouth
Your tongue on me
Tasting my hard on...
As I taste yours ...
Filling my mouth with it
I lick you ...
I suck it all ...
I fell you with my hands, my lips ...
I touch your balls
You pump inside my mouth
Licking me
And getting your fingers inside of me
One... two ...
And then, two more ...
Wanting to open me at any cost
I struggle on top of you ...
Felling the sweet torture
Your fingers up within me
Making me crasy
Instantly, I begin to fell my orgasm
I press your sex with intensity
The vibration of my breath
And I fell your fluid invading my mouth ...
Tuesday, 19 February 2008
Monday, 18 February 2008
life
Já abracei para proteger, já dei risadas quando não podia, fiz amigos eternos, amei e fui amado, mas também já fui rejeitado, fui amado e não amei.
Já gritei e pulei de tanta felicidade, já vivi de amor e fiz juras eternas, “quebrei a cara” muitas vezes!
Já chorei ouvindo música e vendo fotos, já liguei só para ouvir uma voz, apaixonei-me só por um sorriso, já pensei que fosse morrer de saudade e tive medo de perder alguém especial (e acabei perdendo)! Mas vivi! E ainda vivo! Não passo pela vida… e você também não deveria passar! Viva! Bom mesmo é ir à luta com determinação, abraçar a vida e viver com paixão, perder com classe e vencer com ousadia, porque o mundo pertence a quem se atreve e a vida é MUITO para ser insignificante.
(Charlie Chaplin)
u2
Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you
Now you got someone to blame
You say
One love
One life
When it’s one need
In the night
It’s one love
We get to share it
It leaves you baby
If you don’t care for it
Did I disappoint you?
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well it’s too late
Tonight
To drag tha past out
Into the light
We’re one
But we’re not the same
We get to carry each other
Carry each other
One
Have you come here for forgiveness
Have you come tor raise the dead
Have you come here to play jesus
To the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much
More than a lot
You gave me nothing
Now it’s all I got
We’re one
But we’re not the same
We hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can’t be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt
One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers
One life
But we’re not the same
We get to carry each other
Carry each other
One
One
Sunday, 17 February 2008
spelling exercise
Saturday, 16 February 2008
colours of the world
all different all equal
all natural artificial flavor
all-day briefing
alltogether separate
almost always
almost certain
almost completed
almost done
almost exactly
almost finished
almost impossible
almost never
almost new
almost perfect
almost persuaded
almost ready
almost safe
almost suddenly
almost surprised
almost totally
alone in a crowd
alone together
altogether separate
amateur expert
on life
Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles.
If you don’t fail at least 90 percent of the time, you’re not aiming high enough.
Don’t worry about what anybody else is going to do. The best way to predict the future is to invent it.
Friday, 15 February 2008
life instructions
- Complaining is silly. Either act or forget.
- Thinking life will be better in the future is stupid. I have to live now.
- Being not truthful works against me.
- Helping other people helps me.
- Organizing a charity group is surprisingly easy.
- Everything I do always comes back to me.
- Drugs feel great in the beginning and become a drag later on.
- Over time I get used to everything and start taking if for granted.
- Money does not make me happy.
- Traveling alone is helpful for a new perspective on life.
- Assuming is stifling.
- Keeping a diary supports my personal development.
- Trying to look good limits my life.
- Worrying solves nothing.
- Material luxuries are best enjoyed in small doses.
- Having guts always works out for me.
Thursday, 14 February 2008
valentine's bla bla bla
Wednesday, 13 February 2008
Tuesday, 12 February 2008
true colours
Don't be discouraged
Though I realize
It's hard to take courage
In a world full of people
You can lose sight of it all
And the darkness inside you
Can make you feel so small
But I see your true colors
Shining through
I see your true colors
And that's why I love you
So don't be afraid to let them show
Your true colors
True colors are beautiful,
Like a rainbow
Show me a smile then,
Don't be unhappy, can't remember
When I last saw you laughing
If this world makes you crazy
And you've taken all you can bear
You call me up
Because you know I'll be there
And I'll see your true colors
Shining through
I see your true colors
And that's why I love you
So don't be afraid to let them show
Your true colors
True colors are beautiful,
Like a rainbow
Monday, 11 February 2008
sophia... 2
Rasguei toda a vaidade tira a tira
E caminho sem medo e sem mentira
À luz crepuscular do meu instinto.
De tudo desligado, livre sinto
Cada coisa vibrar como uma lira,
Eu - coisa sem nome em que respira
Toda a inquietação dum deus extinto.
Sou a seta lançada em pleno espaço
E tenho de cumprir o meu impulso,
Sou aquele que venho e logo passo.
E o coração batendo no meu pulso
Despedaçou a forma do meu braço
Pr'além do nó de angústia mais convulso.
(Sophia de Mello Breyner)
sophia
E sem medo nem dó nos destruímos,
Se morremos em tudo o que sentimos
E podemos cantar, é porque estamos
Nus em sangue, embalando a própria dor
Em frente às madrugadas do amor.
Quando a manhã brilhar refloriremos
E a alma possuirá esse esplendor
Prometido nas formas que perdemos.
Aqui, deposta enfim a minha imagem,
Tudo o que é jogo e tudo o que é passagem.
No interior das coisas canto nua.
Aqui livre sou eu — eco da lua
E dos jardins, os gestos recebidos
E o tumulto dos gestos pressentidos
Aqui sou eu em tudo quanto amei.
Não pelo meu ser que só atravessei,
Não pelo meu rumor que só perdi,
Não pelos incertos actos que vivi,
Mas por tudo de quanto ressoei
E em cujo amor de amor me eternizei."
(Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen)
Sunday, 10 February 2008
gr8 night
i want to be a man
I want to play basketball as if it mattered, I want to pound down the court, life or death. I want my hair to stick out over my back. I want to take my guitar out of the case and thread my arm and neck throught ...
private play
desperate women
never cruel or mean
he has a beautiful smile
and he keeps his face so clean
The perfect man loves children
and will raise them by your side
he will be a good father
and good husband to his bride
The perfect man loves cooking
cleaning and vaccuuming too
he'll do anything to convey
his feelings of love to you
The perfect man is sweet
writing poetry from your name
he's a best friend to your mother
and kisses away your pain
He has never made you cry
or hurt you in any way......
OH SCREW THIS STUPID POEM...
THE PERFECT MAN IS GAY!!!!!!
Saturday, 9 February 2008
ready...?
tell me all you want to say.
Whisper softly in my ear,
all those things I want to hear.
Kiss my lips and touch my skin;
bring out passions deep within.
Pull me close and hold me near;
take away my pain and fear.
In the darkness of the night,
be my beacon, shine your light.
In the brightness of the sun,
show me that you are the one.
Give me wings so I can fly;
for I can soar when you're nearby.
Enter my heart, break down the wall,
it's time for me to watch it fall.
I've been a prisoner, can't you see?
Break my chains and set me free.
Strip me of my armor tight;
you'll find I won't put up a fight.
Release my soul held deep within . . .
I'm ready now, let love begin...
my window... a dream
nothing more and nothing less than a future memory,
and all outside my window.
How lucky can one be?
It's as if I see it happening,
but I'm unmoved.
No sense in explaining, no sense in restraining
what I know will come.
What am I hiding from?
In my own 'safe place,' I look out from my window.
No one is safe here.
Not even me.
I picture, a movie, a scene.
A nightmare I'm living; a dream.
Friday, 8 February 2008
Thursday, 7 February 2008
thoughts
"Se podemos sonhar, também podemos tornar nossos sonhos realidade."
"Quem perde a coragem, perde tudo."
Wednesday, 6 February 2008
guys just want to have fun
When I lay beside you
Are you only aware of me in the night
When all the Angels are sleeping
Dont worry my little darling
Cause guys just want to have fun
Guys just want to have fun too
Will you kiss me in the darkness
Make me glow like a candle
Pull me close, envelope me with your glow
Yes even in the darkness we shall become one
Cause guys just want to have fun
Guys just like girls just want to have fun
Will I find your sweet breath in the darkness
Will I find your sweet lips
Will the night become day
Will your love stay another day
Cause in the darkness you mould me like clay
Cause guys just want to have fun
Guys just want to have fun!
ultimate news... that we have always known of...
No doubt about it, society celebrates the big penis. Seen as a sign of adequacy, virility and manliness, those lucky enough to be well endowed are heralded by both sexes and all sexualities. As women have always maintained, and men have always thought, size matters, but not in the way that most of us imagine. Sometimes having a Big Johnson is a bigger problem than you'd guess...
they say...
Tuesday, 5 February 2008
have fun
so is love
be happy, the best u can
have fun
party around
be goofy
no messin around
have fun
be a kid again
don't be ashamed
havin fun is what i do
no blamin me
i'm happy all the way through
even though i act weird
like a kid
or stupid
just be u
life is way to short to be poutin
or regreting anything
live life with no regrets
HAVE FUN! ! ! !