20 December 2008


this is the area i avoid.
my lips smashed together.
eyes wide shut and glistening.
teeth grinding, mouth parched.
mind boggled.
where are we?
who is this?
what the fuck?
lets make music.

15 December 2008

this is right on point

There are no half measures with Aries; they are either right into a relationship or completely uninterested. Impulsive by nature they are super-quick when it comes to falling into sexual lust. They tend to be romantic and need a lover who won't drive them crazy because, when under emotional pressure, Aries can let the rest of their lives fall apart.

To an Aries love and sex is as necessary as drinking and eating and they can become irritable, argumentative and unwell when their sex life slows down. Too often the Aries set sights on someone they know is not suitable for them and, while they might relish the resulting drama, they soon become bored as indeed, they also do, with someone who is easy to be around.

Arians are exciting bed mates that are happy to take the lead and, are generally always ready for more. They are turned on by spontaneous and novel sex and, the more outrageous, the better. They tend toward sexy thrills and might have some very kinky fantasies.

The Arian can be impatient and somewhat selfish. Their organism is the number one priority. They like their own space, can be instantly turned off by an over- possessive lover and, upon the withdrawal of sexual favors by a partner, swiftly turn their attention into the arms of another.

Aries erogenous areas centre on the head and face so; light finger attention to lips, cheeks and hair is a sure way to generate an amorous reaction from an Aries partner.


i love being an aries. (: i'm exciting.

12 December 2008


an addicts mind is one that is misunderstood.
i depise people who think they know what they're talking about when they say, "i understand what you're going through". because no, you don't.
i hate it when someone asks me, "can't you just not think about it?". because no, i can't.
i loathe when a person says, "you said yourself you were stonger than that". because, sometimes, i'm not.
you cannot identify yourself with me until you stick a needle in your arm and feel the rush go through your veins, and then up to your head, and then down to your heart, and you catch a glimpse of heaven. or take a hit from a pipe, or rail a line, and feel the euphoria settle in.
how hard it is to stay away, when everything you know screams it's name.
i don't mean literally, i mean metaphorically.
when i party, i want a rail. cuz a party aint a party without some blow.
when i have sex, i want a hit. cuz sex aint sex without some tina.
it drives me fucking insane.
i'm sober though... fuck that, right?

if it were all so simple baby, i wouldn't be writing this.
temptation, temptation.

don't fret. i'm not back tracking.
i'm venting.