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Your lovely flesh
drape me with ur lovely flesh
righteousness at its best at long last im as good as new at long past creating residue take me forward please rewind perhaps ill stop this moment in time inhale one last breathe and plummit to the depths release close at hand follow me to forbidden land tap into ur senses open ur mind caress my words enlightenment u shall find wink and fly away blowing kisses in the wind peace from within ease dissapears reinventing fear gasping for breathe consumes ur body now draped in ur flesh and this is all i find something once so sublime only my spirit to mend condemned scrub with steal wool and bleach creating new scars only one contaminated so far look at you like i care pretend i still beleive in something so fair strike match watch fire broken heart for hire in ruins storms brewing given back ur lovely flesh discovered my own righteousness |
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I'm running a little low on material myself, maybe i should fuck some random guy off the street, he could be my muse. |
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jenna ur going to get rawked!!!!!!!! fuck with me and ur time will be now...yakoo the maker anc reator of nine hundred and ninty nine diseases...maker and createor of the devil...
sorry if ur thoughts and emotions are so miniscule compared to mine and sammy and jenna i agreed to fighting u both off of the net in the flesh and u have both declined my generous offers... so SHUT THE FUCK UP i am drunk and dont catch me when i am and dont catch me when im geekd out cuz i bring the ruckus to all u mutha fuckas.... u do not have the AUDACITY to post ur own poetry and or prose... do not judge my soul and tel my soul i am wrong for feeling these feelings. I feel the same as u and in the end we all bleed the same color...some thicker than others u feel me? *golf clap* *curb stomp* *cumbia* * cha cha* *mambo* ALL U CALABRESE DO THE MAMBO LIKE U CRAZYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY YYY EH MAMBO! MAMBO ITALIANO!!!!!!!!!!!!! u constantly throw grade school tactics at me and all im left to defend myself with is that... please... spare ur feeble selves before i crusify u... ill be the first to crusify u... ask me please at ur knees meager servant ready to please *GOLF CLAP* ADD ME TO UR MSN!!!!!! [email protected] yah thats right my name is Valerie so address me as so :kimmie: and addd me to ur icq!!!! OMG WE CAN SO CHAT IT UP AND LIKE STUFF OMG!!! its going to be so PLURRY when i see u splattered upon the ground in abstract shapes and forms... :hehe: |
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haha I love you too matt.
WHOAH.. down girl. You actually think I'm trying to start shit with you offline? Violence is for barbarians.. unless it is absolutely needed, and no.. message board drama doesn't even come close to being a good enough reason to brawl. And I have to admit, considering I probably weigh about a third of your size you'd probably kick my ass. So go pick on someone your own massive size. To tell you the truth, I didnt even read the whole poem. I will admit your poetry is alot better than alot of the crap i've seen out there, I'm just not a huge fan of casual sex.. thats all. And for your information, I don't give a shit if "spike belts are out". Since when was I trying to follow the trends? I stopped attempting that in grade school. And bottle blonde? Uumm.. since when was I even blonde? I'm dirty strawberry blonde, and I havent dyed my hair since grade 8. You bitch and bitch about high school tactics then come back with insults about my looks? and threatening to kick my ass? If that isn't high school I dont know what is. Oh and grow some ass and tits hey? Are you talking about these? |
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and that?
Sorry hun I think i'm doin just fine in the T & A department. (shit I really need some classier pictures :kimmie: Somehow my tits apear to be small in my modelling pics so far, damn vintage bras.) Last edited by MistressSpankME; Nov 16, 02 at 11:43 AM. |
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oh and heres some poetry. Not my best, but.. Just goes to show if I wanted to I could critique your poetry.
Disaster I am rushing back and forth, My head full, Stretched thin-to-bursting. This is my life. Waiting impatiently, washed out. I begin to see the end. Out of control, I am condemned. I don't cry or scream, I become unidentifiable. Lying on my own I laugh hysterically as I face suffering alone in this sharp-edged wasteland. Hopeless I feel him breathing down my neck. The warm comfort pulling me further and further into his trap. I cannot resist the sinful delights he offers me. I am hypnotized by his secret world, omniscient of the horrible life that awaits me if I fall for his lies. His devilish eyes blind my conscience as I follow his path to destruction. I feel my life slipping through the tight grasp of my cold fingertips as I indulge myself in his sugar coated death. He has me now as I struggle to break free. His strong arms easily hold me still and I realize, it's hopeless. Bad Luck Thinker So I lie down and cry, frustrations lead me to this insanity. Left all by my crazy self to suffer for all of eternity. I am dead inside, rotting from depression. I am weird inside, melting from obsession. Stabbing you from behind while batting their innocent eyes. Lifting their skirts and spreading their milky thighs. Caught in their web, I struggle to break free. Why did I even bother? They don't care about me. A mini-romance, another person she's kissed. One night stand, another guy on her list. BOOOYAH!! now shut yo mouth biatch |
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oh dear! feisty feisty...you need to be kept on a short leash.
i would LOVE to discuss this in real life but alas...there's the whole distance issue. I live in Toronto and you live in...harlem? south central? OH WAIT...my bad vancouver. maybe for christmas you can give me a curb stomp and in return caitlin and I can break your face. sound good? HO HO HO merrrrry christmas...emphasis on the HO part. |
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did u know that size has nothing to do with fighting. Ur a moron u can be 2 feet and still kick some serious ass its all bout the skills ok.
and u get what u give u throw garde school tactics at me i throw them at u how many god damned times do i have to xplain it to ur stunned cunt ass?! and bitch i dont give a fuck message board drama or not NO ONE dispresepcts me like that and i think u might end up with a good ol calabrese back hand u stupid putana. keep it up and ps ur poetry isnt too shabby :kimmie: but alas u r a hypocrit i thought u werent into casual sex and there go writing of a womans sexual conquest? bite ur tongue |
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o wow u really showed me by showing ur breasts and ur saying im fat??? HELLO LOVE HANDLES!!!!! bwaaaaaahahahahahahahahaha bitch ur a sucka hahahahahhahahahahahahaha gee i wish i was a net whore and took pg-13 pictures of my my breasts just 2 prove a point yet still get burnd for it
ur a dumb fuckin ho |
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haha yustin :kimmie:
If you didn't notice Valerie, when i speak of promiscuity in my poem I am not encouraging it or even accepting it. I am condemning the slutty acts of my old, slutty friends. You really need to just settle down. I've been disrespected many times on message boards before, and I'm not the kind of person who kjust sits back and takes it.. but i sure as hell have better things to do than actually threaten the person in an offline matter. You're obviously quite insecure if you can't just take whats being shovelled at you, bitch whine whatever, but threaten to kick my ass? Not cool. And I didn't call you fat. I may have gone over the line a little by reffering to you enourmous size. But I've refrained from ever insulting your weight and/or appearance for personal reasons. But considering i'm 5 4" and just over a hundred pounds (by just I mean 25 pounds over :P), from what i've seen of you you are a big girl compared to me.. whatever it may be, height, weight, big bonededness.. whatever. The point is I don't have any skills because I dont fight, and i'm small, so you probably could beat my ass. Which is not cool either. If you're going to pick fights with people over the internet (which is by the way UBER COOL!@#@#$!@#) pick them with someone who isn't a munchkin. and love handles?? haha yes.. my love handles are wwaaay bigger than yours right? I dont care how big my love handles are, nor do i care how big yours are. just take a breather before you break something. Don't get so worked up about internet crap, you're going to give yourself a heart attack. Sheesh I should send you over to ED you'd never survive. |