Upon Leaving Many Lovers...

I became no longer libertine

As slumber wakes me to fornication

Where ideals and happenings collide

Was it worth?

Having two talents: grief and mouth

I can no longer serve

Those in grief, ego eaters

Those who's luck is in mouth, enchanters.

Second childhood alive

Candies in the belly

Sexual dust in mind.

There you have her,

Your milady in bondage

Dancing a volta

And bitting flesh.

Another Sad Thought...

There's only one thing in wich we're all professionals:

pain.

Another Thought... A Sad One

I wish to be moved. I cannot feel that in life. So sex and pretending I'm a Queen are the only reasons why life is still interesting.

WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?

Why don't you love me?
I am so damn easy to love!

Charles Brandon, 1st Duke of Suffolk

David Ho

No Purpose

Many lovers were in my arms,
Torn,apart,broken heart.
Now forgotten they lay
On this renaissance of a maid.
Now,on this unhappy hour
Mistreat me
...
Beat me
...
Despair me
Like a dried flower.

Is not a dried flower a kind of art?

An Excerpt From "GATEWAYS",Dimmu Borgir

"Be the broken or the breaker,
BE THE GIVER OR THE UNDERTAKER,
Unlock and open the doors,
BE THE HEALER OR THE BREAKER,
The keys are in your hands,
REALISE YOU ARE YOUR OWN SOUL CREATOR,
Of your own masterplan!"

Cátia's thoughts ...

"Estou na aula de geografia
a falar da plataforma continental.
Já não aguento a Térésona.
Cheira pior a bacalhau no Natal.

A prof. fala de objectivos,
e fala da cena da ONU,
e eu aqui quase a morrer
será que a gaja não lava o c*.

Já sinto as pestanas a arder,
só me cheira a sovaco,
façam alguma coisa,
Ou vou enfiar a cabeça dentro de um saco."

Cátia's thoughts ...

"Estou aficar nervosa!
Estou perto da Tâni, ela é tão jeitosa!
Os seus olhos são encantadores, os seu sorriso é fantástico,
com ela,até as cuecas ficavam sem elástico!"

Cátia's thoughts ...

"És o meu mar, o meu sol, a minha lua,
passo os dias a imaginar-te nua,
se pudesse corria atrás de ti
e violava-te no meio da rua!"

Here's another thought...

You want me to have many candidates to my heart. But after a few years I find I have no gift for it.