as i stare at you intellectually,
marinating your body with honey,
just before i rape you with my eyes,
it is I,
mind fucking you subconsciously,
as our vision collide,
our eyes locked,
then, then only will I say Hello,
while handing out a hand,
gripping your hand gently,
please dont be afraid,
is what is said in my head,
carressing the the inner part between ur index finger and thumb,
smile, and say,
U dah tak virgin eh?
Enough of all the emo shit. That period is over lets look towards the future. Keep a look out.
18 November 1999
I was awake. My hands rise to find her body. She wasn’t there next to me. Suddenly the stereo came alive with a beat. She was dancing for me. She crawled up under the sheets and whispered to my ear,
“Don’t need candles or cake, just need your body to make..”
slowly, gently she said,
“Birthday sex, birthday sex..”
The rest was history.
(via saintsandliars)
Marry me?
(Source: cenophilia, via saintsandliars)
(Source: radi0silence, via smiley-me)
DDAAAMMNNN…
A lady from the Philippines has killed many people and kept their meat in her refrigerator, and has enjoyed eating it.
She said she had made so many parties for her friends and relatives and gave them this human meat to eat without their knowledge. Her guests said that they found very good taste in this lady’s cooking but didn’t know what meat it was. Some of them didn’t know they’d be her next victim.
She also killed and consumed her husband.
(via breannaarchuleta)
why can’t we do both?
kudos to the editors..
rintihan & coretan seorang loverboy wanabe.
