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Mann warum ist: Follies..

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Tuesday, February 2, 2010. 8220;I cannot cure myself of that most woeful of youth's follies- thinking that those who care about us will care for the things that mean much to us.” -D.H. Lawrence. 8220;Of all follies there is none greater than wanting to make the world a better place.” -Moliere. 8220;Every man has his follies - and often they are the most interesting thing he had got.” -Josh Billings. I'm in a mood today. I'll write something delicious in a little bit :). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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Mann warum ist: Forbidden..

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Friday, June 12, 2009. Woman is not born: she is made. In the making, her humanity is destroyed. She becomes symbol of this, symbol of that: mother of the earth, slut of the universe; but she never becomes herself because it is forbidden for her to do so.” -Andrea Dworkin. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Collin J. Rae. Iona Lynn - M.Carle. Kita St. Cyr. Traveling, The World, United States. View my complete profile.

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Mann warum ist: There are days..

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Friday, July 24, 2009. Ya, I've almost throttled my share of people. I have to purposely schedule days of nothing at all so that I can give my body recovery time. I've no internal clock left, no regular sleep/eat schedule. I've had more then one photographer try to pull that "I do more work and invest more time/money then you do" crap. They usually realize how much of an asshole they are when I then sit down, and show them exactly what it is I have to do every day for me to make all this work.

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Mann warum ist: Connotative Meanings..

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Thursday, January 21, 2010. So some people fuck. Some people lust, romp, hokey pokey, horizontal mambo, make whoopie, knock boots, bump uglies, get "biz-ay", have relations, make some nookie, shag, hump.etc. Some people get intimate, make music together, make love, make babies, etc. Or whatever other damn word they feel appropriately describes the feelings that cause flurries of coitus with another. Whatever feelings or actions a word may describe to YOU isn't necessarily what it describes to anyone else.

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Mann warum ist: I can..

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Tuesday, February 2, 2010. Almost hear you, feel you, taste you, touch you. Haunting my thoughts, my dreams. Unvoiced fantasies . aching flesh. Arching, begging, crying. For your hands, lips. I want your thighs between mine. Hard muscle, pushing, pulling. Bind me, bite me. Fill me deeper, harder. I dream of you on me, in me. Pulsing, throbbing painful need. Your voice in my heart as you bury into me. Dark, moist, yielding to you, enveloping you. I need you. to hold me, hurt me, fuck me. A sigh, a squeeze.

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Mann warum ist: .. Sometimes, the world ...

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Tuesday, March 8, 2011. Sometimes, the world . Sometimes, the world really is flat. Two sides and an edge that drops off into a deep void. With no air and nothing but my own heartbeat to hold on to. So I spin 'round as quickly as I can,. Faster and faster, 'round and 'round,. Because if I spin fast enough. There's no edge, no finite place. But I have to stop eventually. The dizziness, the momentum, gravity. I fall. the world falls. The sky is spinning, but the world has stopped. Santa stop being real.

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Mann warum ist: A relic...

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Friday, May 21, 2010. No, you are not a relic. not some lost piece of something gone past. You are here, wholly and truly a part of this world, this age, this day. and the next. You are a living reminder of what it once meant to be human. to be man. The love, the passion, the duty, the honor of a world that barely clings to existence. mostly forgotten. a world we ache for, yearn for. cry out in the midst of our dreams for. The warrior of our hearts, the hero of our songs. The courage of our hearts,.

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Mann warum ist: I'm running out of glue..

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Tuesday, September 14, 2010. I'm running out of glue. I scrap it, start over, and it breaks again. I try to glue it together, but there's pieces missing,. Or they aren't fitting properly, or the glue isn't working just right. So I have to toss it and start over. again. It's frustrating. I feel clumsy, awkward. My hands shake every so often, and my coordination is just. Not quite right. for what I need. I get confused, trying to figure out where to go with it,. What to do with it. So I do them. Iona Lynn ...

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Mann warum ist: I still feel you..

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Sunday, September 26, 2010. I still feel you. Your heart beat, your breath. The hair against my skin. Sweat and muscle flexing, pushing. The shake of your body. When you push into me, pull from me. Closer, further, harder. My nails digging, ripping. My breath catches in my throat. Your name pounding through my blood. Pulling you closer, tighter. Dragging you into me. Fucking me, holding me. I can feel you. In my sleep, in my waking. I try not to. I can feel you. The fallen angel social club.