I was talking about how I don't like something... "What DO you like?" "You don't like anything." "David Bowie." "Yeah." "Dave Grohl." "That's ALL." Now, I know they were exaggerating their opinions, but it must have some truth to it. I've never thought about "good" things I talk about versus "bad" things, but it wouldn't be farfetched to ( Read more... )

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I keep my emotions plainly displayed from the only portable showcase I have. Perhaps due to the utter disapproval of other's who hide them, who keep them tucked away for safe keeping, perhaps by default. Is it good? It's good. But a cheap display of what I'm feeling or how I'm doing is but a fraction of what's going on inside. How do those who keep ( Read more... )

"My boyfriend is gay, so that leaves the sex pleasure to myself. I take a brush and put Vaseline on it."

sometime i will have a decent go at the cool rain

my searmoisture fills my lungs ( Read more... )

When you want it
And you need it
Then you ask us
And you get it

Just... what the fuck, Auto Zone?

pickleaphrodisia: what if...
pickleaphrodisia: david bowie said
pickleaphrodisia: hi kandis, im the famous rockstar and sexual deviant david bowie. ill eat you out...
pickleaphrodisia: if you smoke this crackpipe i have here.
pickleaphrodisia: WHAT THEN KANDIS.
electric dolly: hahaha
electric dolly: If he acted like that I would be like, "WOAH, fuck you ( Read more... )

I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies. I hate lies ( Read more... )

First real kiss: I have no idea ( Read more... )

empty ( Read more... )