I dont know wether I find it funny that Im sad for those or funny that Im really amused for those people that think other people come on wire to lick body parts or get their body parts licked! Do you live in real society?????

We all have stood out in the cold
we all have souls
yet to the devil some sold
we live, we laugh
though we may not desire
we stand in the rain
we burn in the fire
we choose, we dont
we accept, we yearn
some hearts run cold
others they burn
we all have stood out in the cold
my soul to the devil shall not be sold

ASKING FOR TROUBLE DOING THIS!!!! HAHAHA

1.Who are you?
2.Are we friends if not what are we?
3.Do you trust me?
4.Do you truly treasure our friendship?
5.Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
6.Describe me in one word.
7.What was your first impression?
8.Do you still think that way about me now?
9.What reminds you of me?
10.If you could give me anything what would it be?
11.How well do you know me?
12.When's the last time you communicated with me?
13.Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14.Are you going to post this in your blogs and see what I say about you?

s&% without love is merely healthy exercise

living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how you begin to die a little. The artist never entirely knows, we guess, we may be wrong but we take leap after leap in the dark

you dont get to choose how or when your going to die but you do get to decide how your going to live now!

I want you

I rose from the ashes
my pain turned to power
I live for the sweetness
that will turn from my sour
I live, I learn
I cry, I feel
I want a love thats very real
honesty and trust
is it part of you?
lust and passion
I want it too
I am all, I am everything
you want me to be
are you all I am looking for
to satisfy me?

want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

in body we meet
in silence we speak
in desire we devour
hour by hour
filling the hunger we feel
a tender passionate fulfilling meal
I love you with every part of my being
i wish for a moment its you im still seeing

the best work of art is the human body seen through the eyes of a lover

it fell apart, the world lost you, but I knew the only dream that mattered in my heart was that in this life i was loved by you

Find that guy that will pick up every piece of your shattered heart & put it back together; Replacing it with a piece of his.

No one is more arrogant toward women, more aggressive or scornful, than the man who is anxious about his virility.

Peace of heart that is won by refusing to bear the common yoke of human sympathy is a peace unworthy of a Christian. To seek tranquility by stopping our ears to the cries of human pain is to make ourselves not Christian but a kind of degenerate stoic having no relation either to stoicism or Christianity.

The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.

Families, by blood, by obligation, by necessity, by desire......and sometimes, if one is very lucky, by love. It is a word that implies solidity, a rock-solid foundation, a place to go home to....to grow out of.....to grow away from, and yet to remember and hang onto... the echoes never leaving one's ears or one's heart, the memories carved like painted ivory, from a single tusk, delicately coloured in brialliant hues, and softer ones, faded sometimes, so dim as to be almost forgotten.... and yet never to be totally forgotten or left behind. The place where one begins, and hopes to end.... the thing one works hard to build on one's own....the pieces like building blocks reaching high into the sky.....Family.....what images that conjures....what memories....what dreams!!!

Je vous détecte, je vous sens, je vous sens par vos mots, je veux vous aimer mais vous êtes la lumière dans l'obscurité que je juste la portée de paroles creuses