tonight, I got these urges to taste you like you wouldn't believe

It might be the light bouncing off of your cheeks
But tonight, I got these urges to taste you like you wouldn't believe
Could be the night with the color of your skin that excites
If this isn't love it shouldn't be a sport well never again

So tie me up, take my pulse before I lose control
We could get ahead
Could lose it under sheets instead
Cause we're alone
And you know
That I can't wait to go home
And wake up yet again,
Broken bloody in my bed

I got these scars with the promise to keep
And it shows
Forget this feeling
I'll take it to where ever it goes
And its alright if we just take turns on taking it slow
Or if its love we can speed it up whenever we know

Me and you
All the trouble we could get into
If this is only but the start of it
Then I'm hooked
Waiting on another dose of me and you
I'm addicted

so i've relapsed onto to some old habits

but I don't want to fix these

;)

the theory of big bang

kuthrapali -now we have the west coast feed of HBO

walowitz- ohhh real sex

kuthrapali - big deal. every time I watch that show it's just a bunch of old women putting condoms on cucumbers

love it.

british porn

lmao

and the best porn video description I have ever read

"The Orgasm Of Death"

Honestly, less than 1% of the shit I post actually makes me LOL. Anal prolapses and horse porn bloopers just don't seem to do it for me anymore. But jesus... the second I heard this guy blow ass in the opening sequence I LOL'd so hard my eyes started watering like an emo kid listening to Dashboard Confessional

my god that is amazing

gotta love efukt.

there's a medley of songs but they all say the same thing

It's not true, I only want what doesn't want me.

I just want to be better than your
your head's only medicine
I just want to be better than your
your head's only medicine

A downward spiral just a pirouette
G-g-getting worse til there's n-n-nothing left
What good comes of something when I'm
just the ghost of nothing, nothing?

'I'm just the man on the balcony singing':
"Nobody will ever remember me,"
Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees

Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic?
Oh, their faces are dancing
They're dancing til
Til they can't stand it
A composer but never composed
Singing the symphonies of the overdosed
A composer but never composed

'Singing':
"I only want what I can't have"
"I only want what I can't have"

Heralded as a king before I had a birthday
with double digits
Fit the crown to my head but I was only a kid
yeah I was only a kid
yeah I was only a kid

'Hey!'
'I'm just the man on the balcony singing':
"Nobody will ever remember me,"
Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees

Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic?
Oh, their faces are dancing
They're dancing til
Til they can't stand it
A composer but never composed
Singing the symphonies of the overdosed
A composer but never composed

'Singing':
"I only want what I can't have"
"I only want what I can't have"
"I only want what I can't have"
"I only want what I can't I can't have"

'...to be better than your, your head's only medicine'
'I just want to be better than your, your head's only medicine'

'I'm just the man on the balcony singing':
"Nobody will ever remember me,"
Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees

'I'm just the man on the balcony singing':
"Nobody will ever remember me,"
Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees

Lunatic of a god or a god of a lunatic?
Oh, their faces are dancing
They're dancing til
Til they can't stand it
A composer but never composed
Singing the symphonies of the overdosed
A composer but never composed

'Singing'
"I only want what I can't have"
"I only want what I can't have"
"I only want what I can't have"
"I only want what I can't, I can't have"

Magic & Medicine

Inositol

5-Hydroxytryptophan

Vitamin B-6

Magnesium Glycinate Chelate

Gamma-amino butyric acid

MIND YOUR OWN FUCKIN BUSINESS

now.

some nights it gets so bad

I almost pick up the phone

and I really really want to.

but I won't.

you pick up yours first.

and oh how I love my plaid vans

thank god the purple wine stain finally wore out of it

haha I remember that night, it was like last september

I was reading the chemistry book

and I was drinking coffee and wine

I reached over for the coffee, forgetting my wine glass was in the way

and the wine spilled all over my chem textbook

and my vans...

the chem textbook is still purple to this day

but my vans aren't, finally.

I don't mind purple at all, trust me, I fuckin love it

just look at my room...it's an explosion of purple...purple walls...purple bed...purple everything

but I liked my vans just they way they were.

7 hours? yes please

A New Vibrator by Yves Behar Arouses Our Interest

BY ALISSA WALKERTue Nov 3, 2009 at 9:46 AM

Most people only need to look at design's reigning sex symbol Yves Béhar to get excited, but for those of you who need a bit more stimulation, you can now make Béhar a part of your most intimate moments by employing his Form 2 vibrator. The vaguely bunny-shaped Form 2 is a collaboration between Béhar's fuseproject and Ethan Imboden of Jimmyjane (known for its many candy-colored pleasure-delivering devices).

The Form 2 takes a two-pronged approach to the vibrator, giving its user what they're calling "Sensation in Stereo." The "ears" can be positioned independently like a Gumby action figure for maximum, um, range, and the entire thing is made from phthalate-free platinum silicone to be completely waterproof. There's even a cute iPod-esque docking station for charging and it can operate UP TO SEVEN HOURS on a single charge.

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And here's another valuable bit of information for your morning: Apparently during the development process (seen above, with Béhar demonstrating the device's powerful ergonomic grip), Form 2 became known as "Little Perky," but, they say, "you can name yours whatever you like." Can we name ours Yves?

What do I want?

Well I know what I want and what I want's right here with you.

why couldn't I get the nerves to talk about it?

why couldn't I just say what I really wanted to say?

sara....you're an idiot

you really are

especially for talking about myself in the 3rd person.

id gladly Squeeze you.

Beat me up with your letters, your walkout notes
Funny how you still find me right here at home.
Legs up with a book and a drink, now is that love that's making you think.

You've called my bluff I'm not so hot, now is that love
My assets froze while yours have dropped, now is that, is that
It's the cupid, cupid, cupid disguise that more or less survived, now that is love.

oh the age of 14

was extremely eventful

I found out a lot about myself that year

and god my hair was gorgeous.

I've got 99 problems but I know the worst one

these creaking ceilings are just

a reminder

of my failures.

each of these photos

has one thing in common

they each remind me of some of my failures also.

It was a mastery of failure

I wish that I could walk away
guilt rests in my hands
I know that it is for the better
I never said that I'd compromise
between fact or fiction
there's so much better out there
than you and me
I could end this in seconds
I know it but I don't dare

Another sentence this all could be over
Your words are like weapons why can't you protect me

It's a work of art
the way this fell apart
was the design too faded from the start
or was the artist just too blinded by this
no it's common sense I lack the confidence
still I'll confess all these things to you

Take a look at yourself
and tell me what do you see
I'd take a bullet for you
you'd put a bullet through me
and as I lay on the floor
with this hole in my chest
Can you walk from the truth
with all that blood on your chest

When anything that's anything becomes nothing, that's everything.

these 2 pictures

have more meaning

then you could ever know

I Can Still Remember

How I felt after the first time I hear some songs

I remember what I got from them

I know if I cried or not

If I smiled or frowned

I know what experience a song reminded me of

And who it made me think of...

Some songs gave me hope

and some made me feel like giving up

this is such a beautiful song, and it honestly made me cry

The Boy Who Never - Landon Pigg

The strongest structures ever built
Are the ones that don't get built at all
And the kind of bricks that don't get laid
Are the only kind that never fall

He taught himself how not to lose
By never really trying to win
That's how the man in front of you became
The boy who never

I'm afraid of what might happen if
Together we build a wall
Cause the only kind of love that never gets built
Is the only kind of love that never falls
So I'll forfeit future tears of joy to save us both from pain
I could kiss you now but I'd only miss you more
When I walk away
When I walk away

I never let my heart speak through my lips
I never let my hands rest on your hips
I never said 'I love you'
But a heart never lies
I know you heard me say it when I said it with my eyes

So I'll forfeit future tears of joy to save us both from pain
I could kiss you now but I'd only miss you more

He taught himself how not to lose
By never really trying to win
That's how the man in front of you became
The boy who never

The boy who never..

I've had kisses that make Judas seem sincere

hey citrus, hey liquor
i love it when you touch each other
hey whiskey, hey ginger
i come to you with rigid fingers
i see Judas in the hard eyes
of the boys who worked in the corners
i feel Jesus in the clumsiness of young and awkward lovers

hey bar roommate tavern
i find hope in all the souls you gather
hey citrus, hey liquor
i love it when we come together
i feel Jesus in the clumsiness of young and awkward lovers
I feel Judas in the long odds of the rackets on the corners
I feel jesus in the tenements of honest, nervous lovers
I feel Judas in the pistols and the pagers that come with all the powders

lost in fog and love and faith was fear
and I've had kisses that make Judas seem sincere
lost in fog and love and faith was fear
I've had kisses that make Judas seem sincere

Don't hold your breath, I'm not coming back. I'm already gone

Don't ask me why, you don't have to ask. You already know

when you ask me to tell you where I am

I disappear for hours at a time when the lights go out.

I'll show you where I go at night.

these were the words blaring through my headphones

Dare4distance

Weekends make-up for the lost time that we both apologize for
I cant stand the fact that this extremity is the center of my day

Hotel Song

Come into my world I've got to show show show you
Come into my bed I've got to know know know you

AlphaDog

You're not the first
Or the last but you're possibly the prettiest

Don't Call Me Peanut

Well I may have your heart,
he has your body.

Van Helsing Boombox

When anything that's anything becomes nothing that's everything
and nothing is the only thing you ever seem to have

I Miss You

You do something to me that I can't explain.
So would I be out of line if I said "I miss you"?

well that's an odd group of songs

but yes, they made my night

i'm a sucker for anything acoustic

&& parliaments

&& arizona peach tea

&& cheeseburgers

&& hoodies

&& vans

&& beanies

&& skylines

&& 40's

&& 711 coffee

&& painting

&& cheese

&& boys in tight fitting black hoodies

&& sudoku

&& snowboarding

&& volleyball

&& tattoos

&& tongue piercings

&& dogs

&& cats

&& any animal

&& aimless walks

&& night skys

&& cold weather

&& snow

&& funny dancing

&& spontaneity

&& sandwiches

&& ketchup

im a sucker for a lot of things apparently

o0o && i'm a sucker for my bad habits. I really am.

ughh laguna

I miss california sometimes

but only sometimes

like right now i'm remembering after I took that picture

these 2 bitches walked up to me and asked why I was so pale

I'm not even kidding.

Now I don't miss it so much.

I Fell In Love With You While Listening To My Favorite Fall Out Boy Album

I don't remember if that ash tray is still in rose's room

but I really hope it is.