1-2 step 1-2 step.
I thought juggling 2 balls was easy or at least it looked simple, reality however shows otherwise. It can be a killer.
Piece of mind. Peace of mind. Pea of a mind.
A trident with 2 prongs.
The killer or be killed.
Ang hirap men.
Nose bleed.

Gone.
Sooo gone.
For 5 months I was happy.
Lips like morphine.
Memory of an elephant.
Maserati 3500 GT.
Soooo gone!

Venerdi, sabato, domenica, lunedi, martedi. cinque giorni. It's been quite a while since we've seen each other, and man, it feels like God years. But the wonderful thing is that neither of us is affected in that very clingy way (I think). Nice nevertheless. An SMS here, an SMS there...that's all, but each time it makes all the difference. Daily, a ( Read more... )

I am still alive, maybe chewing on life bit by bit, but alive and kicking nonetheless ( Read more... )

Sunday night was I am night.
Some kinky night it was.
One moment worthy of recall was being blanketed by the warm yellow splash of a fiery filament where the mere brush of primitive fur was elevated to the highest of eclectic mind planes.
May thou be the succour of all slaves to adhesion.

I am!

I am kablam!

I am makes me.

I miss Ms. Kinky!

I just read a swanky quote from the book i'm reading. It goes:

"Si la musica es la comida de amor, entonces toca bebe."

It was in english, i just had to hispanize it to add some flavor.
But directly it reads: "If music be the food of love, then play on."

'San ka pa.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of July.
Grey skies, asteeg.

_____________________TRO

L i b e r t a d !