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Wednesday, 12 May 2010

babe,

you're ignoring me again.

you didn't say good night to me; you didn't reply to me.

where the fuck did you go?

gosh i want you so much right now.

oh what i'd give to have you fucking me this very instance.

i wish you were here.

i wish you were deep, deep inside me.

i wish you would tell me dirty things.

i wish you would playfully, physically abuse me and tell me to ride you.

your wish is my wish come true too.

you can turn me on, open me up, loosen me up, just enough so i can slide up and down.

oh how i'd love the feeling of riding your dick.

i want you to touch me all over.

i want you to fuck me as hard as you can.

i want you to cum inside my pussy, in my ass, in my mouth, ontop of my tummy, all your lovely sticky cum all over me.

imagine me dripping with your warm gooey cum.

oh that image turns me on even more.

i want you to tell me i've been a naughty girl, and that i will be severely punished.

i want to tell you, i'm your sex slave.

i'm your girl toy, but darling please never stop playing with me.

i want you and need you to fuck me.

ease my horniness, at very least please temporarily satisfy my urge.

aw fuck, i'm so turned on.

i guess i'll just have to settle for fingering and touching myself.

it's not the same, but if i can't have you fuck me, then i refuse to have anyone else do so.

Tuesday, 11 May 2010

my gosh...

you make me so fucking horny.
i feel this green, wet, tingly sensation.
maybe this is the frustration guys feel when they have blue balls.
all i'm thinking about is, how badly i want you to fuck me.
won't you do me this one huge favor?
shove your cute cock into my tight pussy.
ram your cock in really deep for all i care, i want to feel all of it, just please be gentle and start slow.
when i finger myself and imagine you fucking me i only use one finger, my middle finger.
believe me babe, my pussy's extra tight.
i know it's going to be tough fitting your whole dick inside my compact vagina, but make it happen darling.
i want you to loosen me up, just enough to fit your entire cock.
i want to feel you rapidly pulling it in and out of me.
i want to ride it.
i want to feel you pressed against me.
devirginize me.
fuck my brains out.
do everything and anything you want with my body, it's yours to keep.
i want your body to be mine, and only mine.
i want all of your warm cum on me and inside me.
i want to be dripping in your cum.
claim me. mark me. cum on me. cum in me. fuck me. do what you please.
just give me all you've got, i want all of it.

Thursday, 11 March 2010

Currently
Who Are You Now?
By This Providence
Waste Myself
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why do i still attempt to be so hopeful, when i know that the brutal truth is right here staring back at me?

in the end, my instincts were always right. i knew i could never be with you, but why did i let you convince me otherwise? just to shatter my spirit that much more? just so i could lie to myself and think that it was alright?

Thursday, 04 March 2010

once you lose respect and hope towards a person

can you ever really go back?

When I'm actually thinking about it I don't know because all of the situations I recall never went back to being peachy again.

I mean really? Can you go back to those moments in the friendship or in that bond where you wholeheartedly trusted the person, after a huge mess? Sometimes it's plausible, other times I just think it's not going to happen, unless by influenced by huge efforts or by chance.

In reality, can you feel the connection, the way you and that friend used to be? I don't believe it's possible unless both parties comply, but when do both parties ever comply? They don't in my scenarios, quite seldom anyway.

This realization makes me really sad because in all honesty when do both parties work together to fix out kinks?

It's usually
-both parties could careless
-one person cares deeply, while the other person doesn't give a shit
-one person cares a lot, yet the other person sort of cares, but doesn't care enough to solve things
-one person honestly cares a lot but hides it, and believes that the other person doesn't care at all so they pretend to not care either
-both parties sort of care, and still keep a distant connection going
-lastly very rarely(to me anyway) both parties care and somehow miraculously go back to being their old caring selves

I wish I could have this whole day to figure out why this thought came up into my head, but these are just the brainstorming thoughts I was thinking of this morning.
Maybe more thoughts will come my way during the day.