You sold your soul for lust and action,
Gave your body for brief satisfaction.
Worked so hard, at being coy
But just got used like a toy.
Cast away like yesterday,
'Coz you werent sure about all the way.
So he grabbed you,
And undressed you.
You wished it weren't true,
But as he finished you
He went and called the crew.
They had their way with you,
Like him they abused too.
One hit across the face,
Blood soaking from ripped lace.
This was meant to be your first time,
It was also his first crime.
He left you there drenched in fear,
'Coz he felt like he needed a beer.
Stark naked on the floor,
There was nothing he was sorry for.
Right behind the general store,
Was where this girl was lost forever more.
All because her friends had done IT,
She just wanted to fit in a bit...
Peer pressure can lead to many fantastical things...be aware of what you're about to do beforehand
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
I say good bye,
With a quake in the voice,
And tear in the eye.
"Are you ok" I hear in reply...
I think to myself,
Jeez is this junior high!?
How dare my body go and defy,
I nod,then realize I'm on the phone
"Yeah I'll get by"
Shit, my first lie.
*Click*
Now I'm alone,
There's an ongoing drone;
The clock's ticking...
Eyes are prickling...
Seconds pass and suddenly................................... There's fury
My vision gets blurry...
I'm an emotional cyclone...
Why am I on my own
Fearless tears fall onto my collar bone...
Fuck it, I dial the phone
*ring ring*
"Hello"
"Yeah,just realized I'm a dodo"
"How so?"
"Coz I should always let you know....."
"Yes???"
"I don't want you to go, you're my fellow...I love you more than jell-o" (inside joke)
"I love you cam, we're a weird fantastic duo"
"I know"
"So fall back into your pillow and doo doo,its five in the morning baby, you without sleep means you're psycho"
"Haha, yeah yeah...safe trip, don't forget me..."
"Never!"
*Click*
I swallow that lump that's formed in my throat... I close my eyes, but just before I fall asleep I get a text, that's rather sweet...and it goes....
more than mountains babe, i love you that much (inside joke)
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Defensive Eating: Strategically consuming food for the sole purpose of preventing others from getting it.
(deema)
Dracula sneeze: holding your arm up over your face in a position similar to Dracula holding up his cape and then sneezing into you elbow
hope you enjoyed words of the week...LLAHI IS A NYMPHO
Cockblocalypse: When you're out at the bar and you get cockblocked SO BAD it's like the end of the world as you know it.
(that happens to llahi)
Dungeon Tan: the pale skin of a person who plays to much Xbox and doesn't get any sunlight.
(thats louis...oh wait...does he need it)
Redneck First Class: When you are flying in the coach section of an airplane and one or both of the other two seats are unoccupied giving you more room, to stretch, lean or lie down.
(i would say this is me but llahi will see the strange irony in it)
BMS: Bitchy Men Syndrome. Male version of PMS.
OR... Black Man Swagger, the act of non-black girls getting lots of attention from Black Men
Egg alert:When a co-worker will notify you by email or vocally alert you that another co-worker had crop dusted (farted while walking by) in the vicinity of your cubicle.
OR....When she is ovulating
(Not tonight, egg alert. OR Egg alert, come home now!)
Masturdating: Going out alone. I.e. seeing a movie by yourself, going to a restaurant alone.
(ive done this...its sad)
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
words of the week
Balmestorming: sitting in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a project failed and who was responsible.
(I'm sure everyone used this when it came to Mr Mwai-coco-pops french homework)
Salmon day: the experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get screwed and die.
(I'm sure Llahi's gets this every time he sits quietly in a dark hole coming up with "marvelous jokes' then...well....fails and the audience BOO'S)
Cube farm: a office full of cubicles.
(what a wonderful term NOT to use when describing a failed newspaper like NEWS OF THE WORLD)
Salad dodger: an excellent phrase for an overweight person.
(though they say the salads at Mc Donalds are packed with more fat than the actual burgers&fries....*sigh*) stick to water fat american cheerleaders....
Swamp donkey: a very unattractive person.
(oooh this word is good...its like calling them a smelly ass only with more venom)
Aeroplane Blonde: one who has bleached her hair but still has a "black box"
(if you know anything about planes you'll find this funny)
Greyhound: a very short skirt, only an inch from the hare.
(these canines are impossible to get wet,they're so speedy that the moisture is blown off them)
Monkey bath: a bath so hot, that when lowering yourself in, you go: 'Oo! Oo! Aa! Aa!
(now that's a great joke....make sure the nympho reads this)
Mystery bus: the bus that arrives at the pub on Friday night while you're in the toilet after your 10th pint and whisks away all the unattractive people so the pub is suddenly packed with stunners when you come back in.
(Im sure we can all say we believe in this)
Tart fuel: bottled premixed spirits, regularly consumed by young women.
(Im sure we've all been there,done that,de je vu)
hope you enjoyed...
LLAHI IS A NYMPHO just incase anyone was wondering...
Sunday, July 10, 2011
I just wont tell
Tracing circles along my back,
I lean in closer,
My mind goes black....
I steal a kiss,
I wont tell where...
Breathing heavily,
As he holds my hips,
I conceal it cleverly,
By doing something with my lips...
Vise like grip upon my hands,
I release a moan without demands,
He's gone ahead and made me pleased,
He holds me tight and stands with ease...
Here it comes,
What you've waited to hear,
But here's the thing,the awful sting
I'm just here to jeer.....
I just wont tell! =D
LLAHI'S A NYMPHO (from now on I'm just gonna write that)
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
I really need a chill pill,
I'm actually feeling quite ill,
Insomnia stopped by Advil??
Nope, the ease just wont kill.
I cant seem to close them,
My eyes have been condemned,
To remain wide past the P.M,
I'm only graced with tears pouring from them.
Sick of all the stress,
I can feel my conscious press,
Its demanding the truth and no less,
What shocking news you all will digest.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
just remember.
Holding onto frayed rope
Tied loosely, there goes hope.
Feel uptight and roughened up,
Lying dormant; nervous I’ll erupt.
Quick! Twist the cord,
Life is always fun abroad.
The rope is weak,
Love I’ll always seek.
Don’t forget me,
Or ties will break surely.
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