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Monday, March 05, 2007
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Current mood:  amused
 | Currently listening: Ring the Alarm By Beyonc Release date: 17 October, 2006 |
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Tuesday, January 30, 2007
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Current mood:  naughty
OK..it's time to be honest. I have been asked by many people if I think masterbating is wrong or weird or nasty or any number of things. I say the same thing every time. Masterbating is normal. When asked if I do it I say hell yeah. At least 5 times a day, which is not so good seeing that I use to do it 8 or more times. I am a cronic masterbater! I have been masterbating since I was 7, which is normal for very few girls! I started by grinding against things. My pillow, bed, blanket, the arm of the couch or chair..i would rock in my seat at school. Then i started using my hand. I still grinded against stuff tho! I would masterbate anywhere. In church, during confession, in school, while having mass..it didn't matter. For a long time I thought it was wrong. It did not stop me. My mom caught me 1 time and made me go to confession. I did it the whole time!!! I have gotten so good that I don't even have to touch myself to get off!! I know, crazy huh? I don't think so!! I think more ppl should do it and get in touch with yourself. You should not be shy about your own body or knowing how to please yourself! Just my thought. Now i gotta go so I can masterbate!
 | Currently listening: Tainted Love By Marilyn Manson Release date: 22 July, 2003 |
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Saturday, November 05, 2005
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Current mood:  restless
Category: Life
Every day seems like the day before. I sometimes don't even know who I am anymore. Change you say change who you are, but who I am got me this far. I don't start fist fights or steal. I don't do drugs or deal. I am happy all alone or sitting in an empty home. I love to drive fast and pass cars and blast the radio, and sometimes I like to take things slow. I love the color blue reminds me of eyes that belong to you. I love to sit back and chill without you thinking I am being ill. Sometimes I dont like to talk I love to lose myself in my own mind but things like that with you are not fine. I love sitting outside in the rain and let it wash away all the pain that I feel in my brain because its so relaxing and fresh and I don't care how I am dressed or if the whole world can see my breast. I love who I am because I am free. Not in the since you may be thinking and I know sometimes I may seem insane because my heart will not feel pain. And because I can walk away from you today and be completely happy cause I will be content with the time we spent because they were heaven sent. I will have no ill will and forever your love I will still feel. If we walked away today I would think of that day when we first got together and everything was ok. I would smile a big grin and always be your friend and think to myself this is a love that should never end.
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Friday, September 09, 2005
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Current mood:  horny
Can I enter your mind for just a little while? Can I tell you all the things I wish to know? Can you listen to me for just a while without saying a word?
I want to know the deepest erotic most sexual and passionate thing you want to do to me. I want to know every nasty dirty hurtful thing you would do to me in one night of erotic fantasy come true. Would you tie me up or use handcuffs? Blindfold me? Would you make it completely dark except for one candle with which you would use to drip wax on my naked body? Would you bite me and tease me, grab me ruffly? Lick and kiss every inch of me? Pinch my nipples and force your way into my wetness? Would you rub my clit just long enough for me to moan then stop to kiss my body again? Would you try something new and have a strap-on or would you just use your body? If you had a strap-on would you tease me first? Entering and pulling out...going in only a little then leaving it there with no movement? Would you fuck me hard untill I screamed but stopped right before I could cum? Would you slowly enter me then slowly pull out? Would you fuck me for hours making me cum over and over till I begged you to stop but have my begging fall upon ears that would not hear my cry?Turning me all kinds of ways? If you used only your body would you enter me with gentleness or take me savagely? Could you find that one spot that drives me wild? Would you linger there till I soaked the sheets? Would you spank me or have me crawl on my knees and pleasure you over and over till I was about to cry for you to set my need free? Would you start to please me then stop and leave me this way for hours only to come back and do it all over again then come back and make me release like I have never done before? In one night of all out fantasy come true....what would you do to me?
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Thursday, August 18, 2005
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Current mood:  peaceful
Is my unwillingness to let you inside my heart cold? My untrusting of others wrong? When you have been hurt so deep by the ones who should have loved you most you tend to be that way. Am I unworthy of love because I won't love completely? Am I wrong for saying that love fuckin hurts? And it doesnt have to be love of a partner that hurts. Parents can hurt more than anyone ever can. For me not letting my emotions lead me is the best thing to me. Maybe I am cold. I think not. I think I may say what some are afraid to say. Letting someone get to close can be the worst thing ever, keeping them at a safe distance can be the best. Not to love would be weird but to love to much is asking for heartache. Love just enough to feel content but not enough so if you break up your life will not stop.
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Wednesday, August 17, 2005
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Current mood:  creative
You ever realize that you have no idea what you are doing? Be it in a relationship or your job or cooking? You have done just about the same thing everyday yet you just all of a sudden don't have any idea what you are doing. That is life and it seems to think that shit is funy. One day you are maddly in love and bam you have no idea who the hell the person you are with is. I mean you know them but not really. You have a good job but what is it that you really do everyday? And who the hell got you waking up so damn early when you swore that this Sat. was your sleep in day?!? What happens to us? Why do we go through those moments when we want to change eerything about us from our lover to our socks? How can we expect someone to know who we are and we dont know ourselves? And een thought it may seem like a bad thing to some...I think it's perfectly fine to go through changes we benefit from most of them and only learn from a few.
 | Currently listening: The Massacre By 50 Cent Release date: 03 March, 2005 |
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Thursday, March 17, 2005
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Current mood:  creative
I see you all the time. But you don't know all the ways I see you. You are beautiful and can be so much more than you are. If you would let me I can teach you the things I know you long to know. I could show you the right way and the right feel. Show you just how much and for how long. If you would let me I would hold your hand and take you to places you never knew your body could go. If you want me to I can make your soul sing. I can make your body rise with one brush from my lips. I can make you cry with sweet pleasure. If you would let me I could show you colors you have never seen in an hour and make you feel magic for eternity. If you want me to I can show you all the things you are afraid to do and things you never knew you could do..If you would let me I would.
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Monday, January 10, 2005
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Current mood:  mischievous
Touch me anywhere you please. Make my mind be at ease. Use my body any way you feel. Allur me with your sex appeal. Take advantage of me now. I want to let out the freak in me show me how. Use your wisdom to make me melt. Tie me up and use your belt. Make me do things I would never due. Make me call your name out for you. Show me what happens when I misbehave. Use that power to make me your slave. If I get out of line then bring me down. I don't care where we are we could be in the middle of town. Let me know who's got the control. Let me know you run my world. Let me know that you're my stud and I am your girl. Make me respect you and I can always stay true.
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Thursday, December 30, 2004
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Current mood:  aggravated
Damn you're my love my life and my world. So why do I feel like running away? You are my heart when I am heartless and my patients when I am filled with furry. So why is my anger always with you. You are the sunshine on my darkest days and the happiness when I am sad. You are my positive side when all is negative. You keep me grounded when I want to fly away and calm me down when I am explosive. You tell me all the sweet things I hate to hear but would crumble if they were not spoken. You make me love when I would rather be loveless and you see the good side in me that I rarely show. So why then are my days now dark and the sadness lasts longer? Why is there more negative thoughts and why does flying seem the only out come? Why have the sweet things turned into random words with little thought behind them? Why does it feel like I should have kept my heart closed? Why should I try to show the kindness inside of me? Tell me what reason do I have to become this sweet girl you seek in me, what reason do I have to let down my guard. Why should I tell you all the secrets I have inside? Why? Why should you know these things? These things that only I have the answers to. The things that I can control? You want all of my love and you want me to open my heart but why? Why should I become so vulnerable?
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Monday, November 15, 2004
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Current mood:  high
Anger rage madness and hate..im sick of dealing with fate...happy joyful laughs and smiles..when does life become worth wild...drinkin smoking hangovers and sex...so many lives lost to X...parties shopping fighting and jail...damn life is hard enough without fighting with ya female..school work kids and friends..when will i get to own a benz....dealin stealin shootin and cops..is this the way i make it to the top..guns knives ropes chains torture whips and pain..i believe ruff sex is good for the brain....demonic psycotic nervonic..life can be so erotic
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Thursday, November 11, 2004
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Current mood:  naughty
I have dreams of you taking me against my will. I don't protest at all. You take me to a place I have never been. Maybe it's your house maybe it's your friends. You tell me I can do nothing to stop you so I should let go. I try to break free and I do say no. You tell me you don't care and all you want is to hear me scream. I can't say a word cause being taken by you will fulfill a dream. Ripping off my clothes you push me to the bed. Tie my hands to the post behind my head. Blind folded now I can't see what you plan to do to me. Suddenly I feel you right over me. Tracing my body with your hands licking my flesh with your tongue. Im so aroused I may just come. Pulling and teasing and so much pleasing. You take your time and make me do things I never thought I would do. Don't say a word you say or there will be hell to pay. Feeling all helpless and a little scared but still you have me trapped there. Not that I mind and not that i try to get free. Damn now you are licking right where i need it. Oh my god your hands are like magic. Touching places i couldnt imagine. turn me over and smackin my ass. Damn its like you planned this out down to the last thrash. Ass sore..pussy hot..body shaking and now you take me ...over the top and you wont stop. I let out a scream and you stop...ouch..i got my ass popped..not a word you say and like a slave i obey. after hours you say now i can scream as you go deeper inside and touch those spots...i scream so hard i wake up from my dream..and on my bed its wet from steam and such a vivid dream
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