conversation between two lovers.

he talks to her now and then, with one thing on his mind, to have him inside of her yet again. he starts with the usual about how boring his day was.. the conversation quickly progresses onto the classic topic of sex and the comment that every man tells the female he wants, "I could have you, if I wanted you." the girl replies with a little bit of interege, "and what makes you say that?" with that she begins to feel a warm sensation overwhelm her body from head to toe, she can't explain the reason for why it happened.. could it be the lust, the desire, the determination he has to have her lay on her back moaning and groaning in the heat of the moment. he knows that's she wants him, continueing on.. knowing if he ploys on she will open her legs and allow him to please her. she finally gives in, after an hour of sexual tention flowing through there phones is too much to handle, "and what would you do to me if you had me?" and with that his job is complete, they arrange to meet on the following monday, making her the weekly slam in between the other seven.

the traphouse.

she walked into a relationship thinking that she could walk out anytime she wanted.
he tracks her everywhere she goes, he says he wants her, needs her, and doesn't want anyone to have her but him.
he has other girls, that want him, not for his looks but for his money and what he can do for them..
he wants her for her body, knowledge, looks, and soul but she can't submit to his requests..
he wants something that he can't have, a girl that is everything he's been looking for years..
and she wants a guy, that doesn't want her to be his forever but just for the sexing thing..
and she sits there in a damp corner in a basement, trying to figure out how she can escape from his traphouse.

things for thought.

sitting in his car, watching the time go by..
he's offering everything you ever wanted in a package, in the form of a person and all you have to do is, date him, the big don type nigguh. you can either get a loose pussy and a bad rep.. or a housewives of orange county lifestyle.
you can get the world and the stars if you trade your body in.. or you can have your body and none of your wildest dreams.
you can become his main squeeze and have to do everything he wants in exchange for him giving you everything you want, and lose the one you love and would do anything for, without the benifits of getting everything in your wildest dreams because he is the biggest part of your wildest dream.

strength, passion, love; bonnie & clyde.

I don't know if it's something to do with me or every girl in the world, but it's always been a aspiration of mine to have a love like Bonnie & Clyde..
A love so strong, that nothing could come between it, not death, persecution or even being betrayed..
Being an individual person holding your own is dandy, but together makes you almost superhuman, like superman but without his weakness of kryptonite..
Everyone will try to make bring you both down, if not from pure jealously but from shier fear.. nonetheless it is a bond that can't be broken..
You can go months even years apart and come together again and have it been like you never left each others side, the ultimate piece of attraction combines with lust and love, I don't know if its impossible to find but wouldn't it be nice to find..
Passion so strong that you are bond together, with a current that draws you both together with every breathe..
Being in a love like that, death can only do us part..

seasons tend to change..

wearing jeans, moccasins, an oversized tank and a button-up..
sitting on my bacony with a laptop and a ciggarette in toe.
trying to focus on my conversations on msn, but all i can notice is how the colours on the trees are changing ever so slightly.
the wind is blowing and the smoke is making the most intricate designs in the sky.
all the people signing into msn are complaining about how school is starting and how they didn't even get to start there summer and it's coming to an end, but the truth of the matter is.. summer isn't such a wonderful season, boiling hot sun, barely anything to do but to go visit friends in there a/c dungeons.
school is almost here and i'm ever so please, wake up.. hop in the car and learn from an over educated monkey that takes orders from there fred flinstone of a master.. thats what i'm looking forward to, friends, parties, work, and sitting in the principals' office waiting for him to threaten my dreams. it happens every year and it never seems to amaze me, its become routine.
and i can't wait for it to come around the corner yet again.

washing the blood off my hands.

Recently I've been going through some real fucked up shit.
Life has been throwing me some foul one from all corners, people that you think that are you dearest closest friends can change or have hidden ideas about you that you wouldn't believe. Take me for example, I thought I had a friend that had me through thick and thin.. that all changed when she realized that I am going to go places in my life. It's not to say that I was going to leave her in the dust but she must have thought that, the poor girl.. I dated the guys she liked before her, I got the clothes that she could only watch through the store window. I'm not saying I'm rich and I'm not saying she's poor, she just didn't work as hard as I do to make sure I look at my best at all times. Thats just a fact of life, oh well. So, all i can do now is, have a smoke, take a couple of beers and sit on a patio and catch up with old friends.

True Friends Are Like Diamonds, There Rare To Find.
Fall Friends Are Like Leaves, There Found Everywhere.

caribana bana banana.

ain't no fun if the homies can't none.

so my favorite part of the summer has been official ruined by the toronto government and scotiabank.

nobody was expecting this years caribana to be locked off, i honestly don't understand why they decided to ruin such a festive event that brings in so much money for the city of toronot.
its okay, everybody is going to be playing mas next year..

regardless, i had fun.
every girl was scandelous with there short skirts and shorts..
and as usual your girl came hard with her leggings, decked out in american apparel.
the usual apparel for miss annabellesisqo.

with that being said, it was an eventful weekend and the festivities have yet to finish, so good luck with the party hunting and have a blast.