The last time I saw you, I should have had my hammer and a few rusty spikes to nail you on a wall and use bottles to catch your blood and display you for the neighbors so they know your time had come. And I'd drink your blood and feel it dripping down my throat as it heads for my heart. And as your body sags and the stench rises in vain, the people on the street are collecting in dismay. Before their eyes your head lifts towards the sky and that's the last thing they'll remember of you. You've become a ghost. You're floating somewhere in between the waking world and a landscape of dreams. Well it's nothing but dying. You've got a grenade stuck in your teeth and you're pulling at the pin. You're an illusion, just a shadow flickering underneath the sun.

luv4u said:

fauxie put me up to it.

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http://mysite.verizon.net...hello.html

jerseykrs said:

I think it's lovely jers.

Fauxie said:

thank you!!! They're always about HER.

jerseykrs said:

Aww... I'm sure she has reason enough to write the same vitriolic bile about you Jers.

Fauxie said:

I'm a saint.

jerseykrs said:

Hehe

Well, whatever the ins and outs, I just hope you can be happy dude. Your children are beautiful, and that's reason enough to feel good. You're a top geezer.

Ok you know I love you right?

GET A SHRINK!

Muse2NOPharaoh said:

they always give up.

You forgot the ending.




your lips around my penis.

your lips around my penis.

your lips around my penis.

ImagoMind777 said:

jerseykrs said:

Then they are weak and crap... seek another!