Wet.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012 | 1:43 AM | 0comments
Perhaps you'll never be able to learn to trust.
Perhaps.
$82
Saturday, April 21, 2012 | 12:39 AM | 0comments
Let's see how much you add up.
1. Done something you've regret : $3
2. Played spin the bottle : $1
3. Peed in the pool : $0.50
4. Made out with someone : $2
5. Got arrested : $5
6. Went streaking : $4
7. Got caught doing something you shouldn't be doing : $1
8. Been in love : $4
9. Said you love someone yet you didn't mean it : $1
10. Cried yourself to sleep : $1
11. Ate a whole thing of oreos : $0.50
12. Went out with someone over 18 (when you're under 18) : $4
13. Done something with someone older (like a few years) : 3
14. Dyed your hair : $0.50
15. Done drugs : $5
16. Stole something : $2
17. Prank called the cops : $3
18. Given oral : $10
19. Gotten oral : $10
20. Been in a fist fight : $10
21. Been expelled : $5
22. Fell asleep in class : $0.50
23. Cheated on a test : $2
24. Kissed someone of the opposite sex : $5
25. Kissed someone of the same sex : $5
26. Went skinny dipping : $5
27. Got drunk : $7
28. Smoked : $3
29. Had Sex : $10
30. Played I never : $5
How do you do it?
Thursday, April 19, 2012 | 11:43 PM | 0comments
How do you polish an unrefined quality rooted inside one's genetic?
Manipulation?
Perhaps..Only we would then question how long it would last before it wears off.
Domination?
Plausible. Supremacy has proven its work of god from history. But then again, we all know rebels arise from the oppressiveness condition of both physical and mental distress. Truth is, there are a million ways but only with pure sincerity one would be moved to realisation. It's sad really, for the first thing one could discover would be the primitiveness of self. How would you then change what has already been shown?
"Fake it".
For that's what obvious, aint it? I agree.
Masking is the only polite way out but how long would one be to mask?
Your beautiful face needs to breathe, yes I know. Sheesh.
Honestly, it feels like sour milk all over the floor to be witnessing the whole drama.
The world's a stage, yes mama I know. I should have wished I have for more popcorns on this one.
Beyond Words
Monday, April 16, 2012 | 3:45 AM | 0comments
You make me get in touch to all the things I once abandoned yet loved.
You make me fall love with almost all the things I hate.
You make me feel so confused yet at peace.
You.
Of all, it had to be you.
Is the circumstance a sign or a test?
I'm scared.
Alter Ego: Moonlight
Wednesday, April 11, 2012 | 1:37 AM | 0comments
A low growl erupted from his throat.
She smiled, knowing very much that it was exactly what she wanted to hear.
He kissed her with fiery greed, almost wild, making her flushed oh so terribly, the heat raging from inside her.
She wanted him so badly. The need just screamed if only both could hear. But something stop her. Her thoughts went wild, a jumble in her brain. Disjointed. Frantic.
She opened her eyes, searching for something she isn't quite sure of.
Then she met his.
It wasn't a plead she saw. It wasn't a want. Neither was it hunger nor need.
It was passion.
A passion too strong and bold, she hasn't had any word to describe.
His gaze was too mesmerized, she couldn't help herself but to immerse herself in it.
She couldn't, wouldn't think anymore. She let her emotions took control.
And it was then she knew.
Sensation lit like flame, sensation that was almost but painful yet she wasn't quite sure why.
His mouth returned to hers, and with the burning heat she had inside her, the kiss was more than just passion but love and lust all together.
Oh sweet love, be mine.
And when he plunged deep, her silken heat and warmth surrounded him, sending him to a place where nothing existed but only the two of them.
Why?
Saturday, April 7, 2012 | 4:17 AM | 0comments
Why do you love?
You questioned yourself, over and over.
You doubted yet you believe.
You stood alone before. Constantly.
Never once you had to share a life, part of yours, to someone else known than family.
And now that given the opportunity, you've made a pact.
A pact to share, to be transparent, to be yourself.
And after all these time you've been keeping to yourself, to finally let it go, is truly a challenge.
You have to get use to this, you keep reminding, convincing yourself.
But it's hard. Because no one knows how you fought, so hard to get to where you're at now.
No one will understand but you still go on anyway.
You were never ready to share no matter how trivial a matter is.
You were never ready to immerse yourself into affection.
It was all fun and games. It was only lust and hunger.
The need to be made wanted..
Because you're afraid. Afraid to let anyone in without hurting or getting hurt.
Knowing very much you aren't ready to share.
Do you let go now?
So why do you love?
