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Saturday, January 7, 2012

Morning After [Not the Pill]

So I came accross this short, it's pretty good.

Check it out:

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Goose Bumbs

Reminiscing about an ex.




I’ll never forget the day we met.
After some small talk I unbuckled by belt, unhinged my button, unzipped my pants & underwear till it hit the floor, then bent over in my apartment building stair case watched as your eyes glistened in delight. Then you spread my cheeks apart as dove in for a meal.

Seven minutes later I quickly pulled up my pants, grabbed you by your hands and took you upstairs to my apartment.
You took your jacket off first, then your tie, followed by your shirt, shoes and pants.
I couldn’t resist that smirk you had so I took you to my bed then started to nibble your bottom lip; then my mouth moved to your neck then your ear; I loved feeling you shiver but that plank you had in your boxer-briefs kept tapping my leg and stomach while you lay un-top of me.

Should I tell you more?

Monday, January 2, 2012

Incomplete

I Just realized I have so many draft postings in blogger.

It's like I start and never finish, but its a new year and I'll be posting something as it comes to my head.

You Live, You Learn

My mindset today is far more experienced and liberal than how it was 10-Years ago. For instance I'm like a bottle of fine wine my mind just gets better with time. I prefer to be mentally stimulated via conversations thats why I never liked talking to kids, adolescence, late teens or individuals in their early 20's because I simply fight the urge to cringe at their immaturity.

I yearn for the day when someone could be on my level and lets take it from there.

Passage

This is an original post I made in early November but never posted it:


For some reason I've been thinking about my late aunt, Maybe it's because I haven't dealt with her passing. I just pushed it in the back of my mind and continued my life.

But what hurts the most about her passing is knowing she died in a room alone with no family, no friends or no last rites.

She's gone, but I still keep holding on.

I hope wherever she is, she's at peace.