tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68417544977664352462024-03-13T05:06:57.631-04:00Curiouser and Curiouser becomes The Cynical BombShellOnce upon a time, on the North Shore of Long Island, not far from New York, there was a quaint house.With lots of woods and gardens to get lost in. On these grounds lived a small girl. And life was pleasant there and very, very simple. But, then one day, the girl grew up and went beyond the walls of the grounds and found the world.Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.comBlogger274125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-82216536013036270022012-07-09T13:20:00.001-04:002012-07-09T13:28:51.697-04:00Flattery? I think NOT.One more email from people searching for me on mylifebullshit.com. Stop! I could care less.If I wanted you in my life you would be! I excavated you for a reason. Let's keep it that way. Past is the past, you weren't worthy then and you never will. Spend your energy on something else.Because I am the master escapologist. Smooches.Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-48661857847813627492012-07-03T13:10:00.003-04:002012-07-03T13:14:11.216-04:00Judgement Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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How high are the stakes
How much fortune can you make.
It's funny
I spent my whole life wanting to be talked about.
I did it,
Just about everything
except my name in lights.
Was it all worth it
And how did I earn it.
Nobody's perfect
I guess I deserve it.
How high are the stakes
How much fortune can you make.
Does this get any better.
Should I carry on,
Will it matter when I'm gone
Will any of this matter.
It's funny,
How everybody mentions my name
But they're never very nice.
I took it,
Just about everything
Except my own advice.
How high are the stakes.
How much fortune can you make.
Should I carry on,
Will it matter when I'm gone./MDNAAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-45508270547110015702012-02-23T22:10:00.003-05:002012-02-23T22:10:48.636-05:00The Car Ride<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"This afternoon it was beautiful. The sun was golden,the trees are variegated ,Spring has arrived. I even saw soft purple and pink lilacs blooming on one the corner houses driving through town. I arrived in the city around 6 give or take a few extra moments for traffic. All was quite. I went into the bedroom. I threw myself on my bed. The sun beaming onto the yellow bedroom walls through the terrace doors, the curtains flowing from the breeze. It felt surreal. I laid there for quite a while just listening to the sounds, and looking around. It was so tranquil, I felt almost as if I were high for a few minutes. The calm before the storm.
The car arrived on time so I could met him at the airport. He was arriving at JFK. I greeted him delicately and warm. I did miss him very much but something has changed in me. He was a bit different. As we got his luggage we exchanged conversation ,he was very affectionate but in a frat boy sort of way. He was exhausted but had a lot to say. I was loving,I was thoughtful. I listened, I was interested though. I find his life fascinating. We got in the car still chatting up a storm. His kisses were rough as if he could devour me at any moment he would. I guess I played into that. A bit of traffic but open road to FDR. As we traveled along our affections got more heated it became more of a yearning now. We became completely oblivious to the driver at that point. I sat across his lap, both legs on either side of his legs. I brushed his ear with my lips, he moaned and moaned louder and waves of heat pulsated through my body. His vocalization makes me vulnerable but in a very good way. His hands gripping through my hair, thrusting his hands up and down my legs. While our lips never parted. As we arrived closer to his apartment. My hands on his face staring him in the eyes, his look was intense. He was saying all of these things, words and sentences that just sent my mind and body in a complete state. My whole body just felt as if it exploded. As this was happening he was kissing me. His tongue intertwining with mine it was wet, he was sweet and I had no control. We arrived at his apartment. He got out the car, I asked the driver if I could smoke. At that point it was the only thing I could do. I couldn't speak, I couldn't move, I couldn't, I just couldn't.
" A, are you coming " he shouted with his briefcase, and luggage on the sidewalk. Inhaling my cigarette and blowing the smoke out the car window. I looked at him, he walked over as if to open the car door. I motioned with my finger for him to come closer, he leaned into the window. Sternly " A are you coming" as I kissed him in mid sentence. " I just did, and now I am going home. I will see you tomorrow." I have no idea why, I am still trying to understand it myself, why I just didn't go inside, why I didn't just stay. I asked the driver to go, and there he was standing in disbelief. It was what I wanted for the evening, it was what I needed. Even though he has been gone for a bit doesn't change at all how I feel, what's inside my head and what my feelings have been.
He called but we said nothing of it only that I left him with just thoughts. "Actually no" I said " I left something in your coat pocket." "oh ok " He sighed in confusion. "Goodnight darling,I am happy you are home safe, and I will speak with you tomorrow " I whispered softly. hung up the phone. I left him a little part of me, which I will have to replace tomorrow. A girl can never have enough velvet blue panties." Bleu8Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-10677188920290234362011-12-05T10:50:00.000-05:002011-12-05T10:56:33.619-05:00AutodidactismI love to make the people stare
They know I got that certain savoir faire
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I know it’s me they come to see
My pleasure brings them to their knees
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I see you watching me
Oh darling, I'm a trendsetter
Yes, this is true, 'cause what I do
No one can do it better
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You can talk about me
'Cause I'm a hot topic
I see you watching me..
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She wonders if she can.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Will it be 12 o'clock time for the door of Wonderland.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">She has on her pink petticoat and her blue stockings too.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">She has heard of the twinkling lights bedazzled in crystal cut sliver </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Special tea in glasses filled to the brim. It makes you feel silly,</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">giggly and true. There isn't a person there that isn't rooting for you.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">This wonderland isn't for everyone only a few. She has been chosen for she is nothing like you.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Her heart is filled with warmth and supernatural spirit. She has seen things with her eyes</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">that will never come to your view. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGf4zLqyrWkJIQRxJfgqPy52hHh9fZp4YthojeXcvLEaNrTEJgWcAitDMytuTHOFlrAXFBHUJ-8p65ticDEdKwQl8nkF2wBIrTpWt0H7dBWu4a07eQAkVU7FdGSmXpa_KVcvgO8s5SSpc/s1600/wonderland1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGf4zLqyrWkJIQRxJfgqPy52hHh9fZp4YthojeXcvLEaNrTEJgWcAitDMytuTHOFlrAXFBHUJ-8p65ticDEdKwQl8nkF2wBIrTpWt0H7dBWu4a07eQAkVU7FdGSmXpa_KVcvgO8s5SSpc/s400/wonderland1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673603912314013090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Now she wonders if she goes threw that door. Will she want to return to where she was before.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">It's very inviting, I can say this to you. There is not an articulate way to describe it other than to those few.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">She can see the opening slightly a glow past the glittered wall that's past the door. She hears angelic music</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">that puts her to ease. The way she walks slowly and gentle as a winded fall breeze.It's not cold or nearly to hot.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">It's filled with the perfect temperature.She is curious she won't stop. People are there that are recognizing and new,but she feels excitement and is so tempted to. It's forbidden to speak of once you have past. She isn't sure that she can </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">follow this one asked of task. A voice whispers softly " I will be waiting for you." She not aware of where it has come to.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Others have seen her they have followed her there. They have tried to ruin her,running with her blond flowing hair.Petticoat</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">covered in dirt from the ground as they have trampled her wonderland lusting about. Figures only a select few does she </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">grace her company too.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">At some point she will find that wonderland door. Where no one will follow her she will lead the core.</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">Bleu11</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheMzg8LsyL8w_M-2J8eD7EBwgoipQaIH_6iOfpK9gw-fSuGBk_EzMXv8WsPffs_5-NKDfvzxru4z9pWU9Yr-oOO6lwJifOlM80UDqOM76Rh68k8mNcEOPN4UV3wD-ngPC8iyMwBC_AB6I/s1600/wonderland2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheMzg8LsyL8w_M-2J8eD7EBwgoipQaIH_6iOfpK9gw-fSuGBk_EzMXv8WsPffs_5-NKDfvzxru4z9pWU9Yr-oOO6lwJifOlM80UDqOM76Rh68k8mNcEOPN4UV3wD-ngPC8iyMwBC_AB6I/s400/wonderland2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673604038887326450" border="0" /></a>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-16910445061182371392011-10-29T00:55:00.008-04:002011-10-29T01:15:43.129-04:00Inadequate<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhADIwjpIqrH14IoAC_PPnkNRJhmm__9EYm9jzQp4P_1JIGgDUClKyAVmWO3brjrZB-0V7doXeBkGrP8tFDpq_fSkrEcVqA-C21mQesiuBb8_6-ZXgo14S6M0RHKupZufIGD_XXsWubqBs/s1600/mic+054.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhADIwjpIqrH14IoAC_PPnkNRJhmm__9EYm9jzQp4P_1JIGgDUClKyAVmWO3brjrZB-0V7doXeBkGrP8tFDpq_fSkrEcVqA-C21mQesiuBb8_6-ZXgo14S6M0RHKupZufIGD_XXsWubqBs/s400/mic+054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668774873158073362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />so you dont want to hear about my good song?<br />and you dont want to hear about how i am getting on<br />with all the things that i can get done<br />the sun is in the sky & i am by my lonesome<br />so you don't want to hear about my good day?<br />you have better things to do than to hear me say<br /><br />god its been a lovely day! everything is going my way<br />i took out the trash today and i'm on fire...<br /><br />so you don't want to hear about my good friends?<br />you dont have the guts to take the truth or consequence<br />success is in the eye of the beholder<br />and its looking even better over my cold shoulder<br /><br />i'm not suggesting you up and line me up for questioning<br />but jesus think about the bridges you are burning<br />and i'm betting<br />that even though you knew it from the start<br />you'd rather be a bitch than be an ordinary broken heart<br /><br />so go ahead and talk about your bad day...<br />i want all the details of the pain and misery<br />that you are inflicting on the others<br />i consider them my sisters and i'd like their numbers<br /><br />god its been a lovely day! everything is going my way<br />i took up croquet today and i'm on fire<br /><br />i picked up the pieces of my broken ego<br />i have finally made my peace as far as you and me go<br />but i'd love to have you up to see the place<br />& i'd like to do more than survive i'd like to rub it in your face.....<br /><br />hey! its been a lovely day! everything is going my way<br />i had so much fun today and i'm on fire<br />god it's been a lovely day everything's been going my way<br />ever since you went away hey i'm on fire.....<br />i'm on fire...<br />i'm on fire...<br />so you dont want to hear about my good day?<span style="font-size:78%;">AP/DD</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6vXti5KRhxbAp6Is5zV7n-t9Ki8iih997nTQQrvYvtG-kIl2sbg1K2_jnuTSdu7mZ-jexr4pZhLYUCJ5foAZaJYRpHZDEJCphVdi1tESfPqDA5DaLOKZrLA-7fy80rNL8R5oo1driwcI/s1600/mic+058.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6vXti5KRhxbAp6Is5zV7n-t9Ki8iih997nTQQrvYvtG-kIl2sbg1K2_jnuTSdu7mZ-jexr4pZhLYUCJ5foAZaJYRpHZDEJCphVdi1tESfPqDA5DaLOKZrLA-7fy80rNL8R5oo1driwcI/s400/mic+058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668775411317389954" border="0" /></a>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-71088016389372710752011-08-11T13:16:00.001-04:002011-08-11T13:24:22.319-04:00Absence<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ8TN8psdZiqY6LHv_HMd5RKxeiLzgcfSJo7iRFVCjLQHgCmMDidNNCxBlQZDReBtdzuwqIG0o_3ienaIPunASyPugK9AlG49ef6eDLC6YBzfoi2dWrpQqlYnkcEN48G313WHBdLI39o4/s1600/nn+162.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ8TN8psdZiqY6LHv_HMd5RKxeiLzgcfSJo7iRFVCjLQHgCmMDidNNCxBlQZDReBtdzuwqIG0o_3ienaIPunASyPugK9AlG49ef6eDLC6YBzfoi2dWrpQqlYnkcEN48G313WHBdLI39o4/s400/nn+162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639648999566901314" border="0" /></a><i><i><i><i><i><i>"Being a Heartless Bitch isn't about stepping on other people, or reality TV-style sabotage antics. Its about working hard for what you want, and knowing when to stand up for what you deserve. Its not about demoralizing others; its about self-empowerment. Its not about being arrogant; its about displaying your confidence and intellect as a badge of pride. Its not asserting any inherent superiority or self-entitlement, but recognizing your own self-worth and value." <span style="font-size:78%;">Katty</span></i></i></i></i></i></i>
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<br />Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-7203255759944766172011-07-15T01:07:00.005-04:002011-07-15T01:27:25.846-04:00Yin-Yang<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Please allow me to introduce myself</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I'm a woman of wealth and taste</span></div></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQQMacxWut7K_RtSqfHimow59iTlGVeb1qiiv9izjdvYiMhbz_vQ47P_HLSQT29e5fsuNxOO0EukIJfKHb6EOjVhcUfgXwnVMwTkGxNlD1jOIMkWS3yqqG92P-vIoLjfqRrUmS71REazw/s1600/bleu3047.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQQMacxWut7K_RtSqfHimow59iTlGVeb1qiiv9izjdvYiMhbz_vQ47P_HLSQT29e5fsuNxOO0EukIJfKHb6EOjVhcUfgXwnVMwTkGxNlD1jOIMkWS3yqqG92P-vIoLjfqRrUmS71REazw/s400/bleu3047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629441907480490482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I've been around for a long, long year</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Stole many a man's soul and faith</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSFvCR-Elzmy970IwDQNRZmGkpb08ArcNbUDDX1UlY5YUwp_E9Nnusxy0XoPCyiCM9PQVNW7YYCvBn63JHPvVihib9H6DruSlfEQ60Nv1RbPRQc96KhkEIjSOP2q6Ir14CMPbYmhZD3Sc/s1600/sp.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSFvCR-Elzmy970IwDQNRZmGkpb08ArcNbUDDX1UlY5YUwp_E9Nnusxy0XoPCyiCM9PQVNW7YYCvBn63JHPvVihib9H6DruSlfEQ60Nv1RbPRQc96KhkEIjSOP2q6Ir14CMPbYmhZD3Sc/s400/sp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629441895259271618" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">And I was 'round when Jesus Christ</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Had his moment of doubt and pain</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Made damn sure that Pilate</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Washed his hands and sealed his fate</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Pleased to meet you</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Hope you guess my name</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">But what's puzzling you</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Is the nature of my game</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_V56_dMoEqHI28VjzVP-8SrGM6MaOxLeCQBKrPds-z-DcOGJW2MyBwT6D_xsYCvuXh_CMmWzym-7S0tJBxOfVydS2wKv2JzVbAguldmqzvR6KmKzm6ddRITylkNmPXZQqGCf1JEAr7-0/s1600/bleu3037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 334px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_V56_dMoEqHI28VjzVP-8SrGM6MaOxLeCQBKrPds-z-DcOGJW2MyBwT6D_xsYCvuXh_CMmWzym-7S0tJBxOfVydS2wKv2JzVbAguldmqzvR6KmKzm6ddRITylkNmPXZQqGCf1JEAr7-0/s400/bleu3037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629441713771558546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">I stuck around St. Petersburg</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">When I saw it was a time for a change</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Killed the Czar and his ministers</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Anastasia screamed in vain</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I rode a tank</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Held a general's rank</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">When the Blitzkrieg raged</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And the bodies stank</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidgcXt-oPBqXFtzvYFzeId3gAEpiLbFs857GMnZAKCAWpCv3ZDrb-CVVtfPl6T08WHC3EQ-oCY5iuuUFvqrBvSx_yyEAKBszc7tkruSatha7DS6w1kqvewZtcjFvx4Hb_0vm2h0qFhyXE/s1600/bleu3035.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidgcXt-oPBqXFtzvYFzeId3gAEpiLbFs857GMnZAKCAWpCv3ZDrb-CVVtfPl6T08WHC3EQ-oCY5iuuUFvqrBvSx_yyEAKBszc7tkruSatha7DS6w1kqvewZtcjFvx4Hb_0vm2h0qFhyXE/s400/bleu3035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629441709450696914" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">I watched with glee</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">While your kings and queens</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Fought for ten decades</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">For the gods they made</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I shouted out,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"Who killed the Kennedy's?"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">When after all</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">It was you and me</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk1xGB6U9hzvPDmhSov7spxT3zVhUFVfSxBRrcu0mbhv8xtY2o0415XBuatBhi_6O0jySJI2M5BKUWiSZgAOUOfvijoJ8MzwVs85bGMEvRsQeq5ANRNevBvCHOwWYRPgk1vN67RJYn2g0/s1600/bleu3046.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 373px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk1xGB6U9hzvPDmhSov7spxT3zVhUFVfSxBRrcu0mbhv8xtY2o0415XBuatBhi_6O0jySJI2M5BKUWiSZgAOUOfvijoJ8MzwVs85bGMEvRsQeq5ANRNevBvCHOwWYRPgk1vN67RJYn2g0/s400/bleu3046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629441702912030978" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Let me please introduce myself</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I'm a woman of wealth and taste</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And I laid traps for troubadours</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Who get killed before they reached Bombay</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Pleased to meet you</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Hope you guessed my name, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">But what's puzzling you</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Is the nature of my game,</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVrRzzy4CpeExaiyNzqFFJPWP4bnwfb883Aa_8XgYlJsX9LkxjbmlK89dX8zjWgAkkor_ZWz19oz6Qm0PHAES1J0EkC9rE4DScihkctLsvMUiTshcqXfxQmmrku2fGRq0NBT7BL07L7m8/s1600/bleu3048.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVrRzzy4CpeExaiyNzqFFJPWP4bnwfb883Aa_8XgYlJsX9LkxjbmlK89dX8zjWgAkkor_ZWz19oz6Qm0PHAES1J0EkC9rE4DScihkctLsvMUiTshcqXfxQmmrku2fGRq0NBT7BL07L7m8/s400/bleu3048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629441694138670994" /></a></div><div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">J</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">ust as every cop is a criminal</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And all the sinners saints</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">As heads is tails</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Just call me Lucifer</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">'Cause I'm in need of some restraint</span></div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44CmEieJvgYScGwDKOBTGdbGRjG7Eb5G9X3KZji6pN3-55ld9l6CUZa2yFdz-4ag0N3i8SDepVsLIo8l9KJ0aZ9LzuYxU2qRGfKoO5zFF-YImaavI5MvUtvaPdqZSRGFlV5hwwpJEorE/s1600/sp3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44CmEieJvgYScGwDKOBTGdbGRjG7Eb5G9X3KZji6pN3-55ld9l6CUZa2yFdz-4ag0N3i8SDepVsLIo8l9KJ0aZ9LzuYxU2qRGfKoO5zFF-YImaavI5MvUtvaPdqZSRGFlV5hwwpJEorE/s400/sp3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629441694604440226" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">So if you meet me</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Have some courtesy</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Have some sympathy, have some taste</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Use all your well-learned politesse</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Or I'll lay your soul to waste.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Pleased to meet you</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Hope you guessed my name,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Tell me baby, what's my name</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Tell me honey, can ya guess my name</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Tell me baby, what's my name</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I tell you one time, you're to blame</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What's my name</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Tell me, baby, what's my name</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Tell me, sweetie, what's my name</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">-SFTD -MJ..KR need I say more.</span></div><div><br /></div></div></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-25987016328977915992011-06-27T23:01:00.004-04:002011-06-27T23:32:58.969-04:00PostCard Recollection<div style="text-align: center;">He gave me a significant pet name. One of was his for only me. He gave me this name, as I would purr fiercely in his ear. The vibrations would send him into waves of pure joie de vivre.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPaNBg4t5X_Ji4kJqNZy1frvNuLH87z_JQJrItI9PSKtnWaYboFtZzuL53U1xXuEzxars_mQUerXmJoZTu-4cIn9HWT3zKqM_fj36meIYwMxvsaSreZQi_4LbLqXcRQRFtRzIPDJieTFo/s1600/pp2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPaNBg4t5X_Ji4kJqNZy1frvNuLH87z_JQJrItI9PSKtnWaYboFtZzuL53U1xXuEzxars_mQUerXmJoZTu-4cIn9HWT3zKqM_fj36meIYwMxvsaSreZQi_4LbLqXcRQRFtRzIPDJieTFo/s400/pp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623102145752540658" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />On his journeys around the world.Where his press tours would land him. I would send him telegrams and postcards. These notes would tell him to meet me in some of the oddest locations.Signing it only by his given name to me.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYlG_uepCKbpG4LqwpglEyS3XMqqKjIWhl6w2kMm_ZNFdyfXI4-sWfRE6je3ZgFEqL1S3b_p1QzommgBwoc2egiC0sxAHm4F2dwoG8h39bOj2B0PH-ofBSmu2FxF6DTpxyl2YaWS1rlDw/s1600/pp1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 283px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYlG_uepCKbpG4LqwpglEyS3XMqqKjIWhl6w2kMm_ZNFdyfXI4-sWfRE6je3ZgFEqL1S3b_p1QzommgBwoc2egiC0sxAHm4F2dwoG8h39bOj2B0PH-ofBSmu2FxF6DTpxyl2YaWS1rlDw/s400/pp1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623102149952604450" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />During public hours in these often contingent locations we acted as complete strangers. Though we would end up one after midnight.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii5N4n2IAdVmFdQhDwXbnO_xJ8Rb5BFCsmJxKvKLRirlPC0teDhPHRwzqPd7jy-FAsFKCSzp4OUGQQ0lOc4PWL3ezJgj_boMTH9oaUtiLBRsU0lLmN99fPA8KI3Qd0s887i4D3ONHIVS0/s1600/pp3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii5N4n2IAdVmFdQhDwXbnO_xJ8Rb5BFCsmJxKvKLRirlPC0teDhPHRwzqPd7jy-FAsFKCSzp4OUGQQ0lOc4PWL3ezJgj_boMTH9oaUtiLBRsU0lLmN99fPA8KI3Qd0s887i4D3ONHIVS0/s400/pp3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623102153854085522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">-Bleu06<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRfEvUjSL1xK6eoEykMVaveH3h7fw2kOkgClhzMAksq5HoMuTx7UZNP3CDbiepbRdjKtrpru4ObkFWo_lHIoeiSappX_3unGDZbtuSDUWeleqso4EWc800inKdNaSOstuBkn5VEgEVBxI/s1600/pp1.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDV5jlsOpjoX-8D4HfURoTCgJl35mTZCaaqZBaW1cZDXMgfol_ru9wVJnpW5FyKpFkgjfsWIJjIGZ2ffOTWC-CJTxL3dlWK1O0vWXPNbypxad4OrZCBrvWz3DRaDDFMewFgXYyhgQFd8I/s1600/pp3.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimF0zJk7JVR_GtQD9U3I-CxD4Q0Oj0hiNcGsfxd8FzzgGN5imd7zceDyDEnVsad9kycgHC4wWnaJ7H_eNrJ0ZhbyabEWn3nOuMlr_ryPz5qgOwCxFISZuXbaX9qafGaPqJ4Ou-G5-l258/s1600/pp2.jpg"><br /></a>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-68674643987097754152011-06-13T22:41:00.009-04:002011-06-13T23:03:50.945-04:00Taste of Your Own " Medicine " Darling....<div style="text-align: center;">I want your whiskey mouth all over my blonde south<br />Red wine, cheap perfume, and a filthy pout<br />Tonight bring all your friends because a group does it better<br />Why river with a pair, let’s have a full house of leather<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpPIjbqToyOVDY_m9p3KctdcKe709DCqFtAu1oPo7gjm39cL7Be3jDZy3stiCJk-oMw4VInr_jPdjc6zILdp6FSLRXVPod_L2QqgReGPHZRrNm0FPN1n_csJddiPgffk9wfAFoAA0JkLA/s1600/hm1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpPIjbqToyOVDY_m9p3KctdcKe709DCqFtAu1oPo7gjm39cL7Be3jDZy3stiCJk-oMw4VInr_jPdjc6zILdp6FSLRXVPod_L2QqgReGPHZRrNm0FPN1n_csJddiPgffk9wfAFoAA0JkLA/s400/hm1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617900471341302290" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Dirty pony I can’t wait to hose you down<br />You’ve got to earn your leather in this part of town<br /></span></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmmQZC3uNrYHWErvPQtUPksp9OAK9ttxjtBrdMb2ZoNo9l19jxmFPX22s-x85ZzX35N1EZlSorllp_MoZPbISuyf70xTi7y2Clqv2gjqIZY1UR68gCrwNbeIhHmDfhXxcgHHurNQWFHWg/s1600/hm4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmmQZC3uNrYHWErvPQtUPksp9OAK9ttxjtBrdMb2ZoNo9l19jxmFPX22s-x85ZzX35N1EZlSorllp_MoZPbISuyf70xTi7y2Clqv2gjqIZY1UR68gCrwNbeIhHmDfhXxcgHHurNQWFHWg/s400/hm4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617900460557741458" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Dirty pearls and a patch for all the Rivington rebels<br />Let’s raise hell in the streets, drink beer, and get into trouble<br /></span></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh22_AOw9Dmny1JhpZsvIM_w5R2VuMiIoDzdGpDMgyvpuMLCAY6x8k0ygsMPZ-c-tEGbS3_5OS1oEMgUiKh0Ld0TYzV0txua3gJXyaCWDWD38J-QZJwyv-CRkyJYiNx0XJ_5UJASYkug-I/s1600/hm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 372px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh22_AOw9Dmny1JhpZsvIM_w5R2VuMiIoDzdGpDMgyvpuMLCAY6x8k0ygsMPZ-c-tEGbS3_5OS1oEMgUiKh0Ld0TYzV0txua3gJXyaCWDWD38J-QZJwyv-CRkyJYiNx0XJ_5UJASYkug-I/s400/hm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617900464955577426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Whip me, slap me, punk funk<br />New York clubbers, bump drunk<br />Budlight liquors, bar slam<br />Move it, this is your jam<br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi98Td_SeinynDacg-A2XBDu0zaq9TdQv6aMoZYzYIMzaOGPZ_RPWRpz86VehsjHHt5FrFfZM5O5_hPkR-rVK75q6ugIuZJwfvsQqtVr7ui5Y1BHdfO2j7s9JyT0dmizN5tGROKMaU_umI/s1600/hm0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi98Td_SeinynDacg-A2XBDu0zaq9TdQv6aMoZYzYIMzaOGPZ_RPWRpz86VehsjHHt5FrFfZM5O5_hPkR-rVK75q6ugIuZJwfvsQqtVr7ui5Y1BHdfO2j7s9JyT0dmizN5tGROKMaU_umI/s400/hm0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617900451132771602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Wash the night, with St. Jameson</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Like, a baptism</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Heavy metal lovers play</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-ZEUF6DZwFkqbjxqMuFdd5OaBB4x9ZhwPpMZ4wBpmPDPxvZJcKVO_GGIz4lB2AwyniQak9UL0D_2js5E7WpwlwCP9kG7S3ltt2euYeG2qYLnid296jiZazIHrT57UEAyHyHquoDdI3pU/s1600/hm3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-ZEUF6DZwFkqbjxqMuFdd5OaBB4x9ZhwPpMZ4wBpmPDPxvZJcKVO_GGIz4lB2AwyniQak9UL0D_2js5E7WpwlwCP9kG7S3ltt2euYeG2qYLnid296jiZazIHrT57UEAyHyHquoDdI3pU/s400/hm3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617900452141127554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I could be your girl-girl-girl-girl-girl-girl<br />But would you love me if I ruled the world</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">HML/SG</span><br /></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-78461305016503006562011-05-17T02:14:00.003-04:002011-05-17T02:17:34.512-04:00The Truth? Miss Bleu<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGjHxcxO9Yt4i_irLSkks58-zkD578e1oslDHLe7EEiPEEdSjcyXHwDo4c2KPBk6Ftf4lvTR_zJ-MOqOO8DIkNBzrDJOSeqKU-O5ffDqujzCarE1dKW5beMmkiTuXxoIkfiFsl2-sCJVI/s1600/tim-walker-at-design-museum-pictures-2sq_large.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGjHxcxO9Yt4i_irLSkks58-zkD578e1oslDHLe7EEiPEEdSjcyXHwDo4c2KPBk6Ftf4lvTR_zJ-MOqOO8DIkNBzrDJOSeqKU-O5ffDqujzCarE1dKW5beMmkiTuXxoIkfiFsl2-sCJVI/s400/tim-walker-at-design-museum-pictures-2sq_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607565056705449426" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">In the most Biblical sense,<br />I am beyond repentance<br />Fame hooker, prostitute wench, vomits her mind<br />But in the cultural sense<br />I just speak in future tense- <span style="font-size:78%;">J Gaga</span><br /></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-19187321668588659592011-05-17T01:49:00.011-04:002011-05-17T02:12:21.195-04:00Cheeky Peacock Worship....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwj4ZrTD3TulIgqnreBjhPN_oswg-b9jl5WwlCTuTKVulDE13MZKlKGWhOGz8__wfES_tk_85PTond2WI9LpgBQFul3SdY871j2kouYvIDAtSAyM4wLgCsapoLlM3JCGQqzjrNo8HyjLc/s1600/help.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwj4ZrTD3TulIgqnreBjhPN_oswg-b9jl5WwlCTuTKVulDE13MZKlKGWhOGz8__wfES_tk_85PTond2WI9LpgBQFul3SdY871j2kouYvIDAtSAyM4wLgCsapoLlM3JCGQqzjrNo8HyjLc/s400/help.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607560288296204338" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Word on the street, you got somethin' to show me, ee<br />Magical, colorful, Mr. Mystery, ee<br />I'm intrigued, for a peek, heard it's fascinating<br />Come on baby let me see<br />What you're hiding underneath<br /><br />Words up your sleeve<br />Such a tease<br />Wanna see the show<br />In 3D, a movie<br />Heard it's beautiful<br />Be the judge<br />And my girls gonna take a vote<br /><br />Come on baby let me see<br />What you're hiding underneath<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgne6yb0tPYCuAekW7Y5dQVC7jheO6ySAmCK2UpYbsGS8eMSlwSZfzLacVv8FhFCC6qm4-_B1ynljhgKD9A6D8M4L6twrZdRMRADD7Z9FaRcgYAW1ugw9Px-KHKK_0fZhmP8qfSqCHhYGw/s1600/37-023_large.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgne6yb0tPYCuAekW7Y5dQVC7jheO6ySAmCK2UpYbsGS8eMSlwSZfzLacVv8FhFCC6qm4-_B1ynljhgKD9A6D8M4L6twrZdRMRADD7Z9FaRcgYAW1ugw9Px-KHKK_0fZhmP8qfSqCHhYGw/s400/37-023_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607560173616416930" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I want the jaw droppin, eye popin, head turnin, body shockin<br />I want my heart throbbin, ground shakin, show stoppin, amazin<br />Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock?<br />Don't be a chicken boy, stop acting like a beeotch<br />I'ma peace out if you don't give me the pay off<br />Come on baby let me see<br />What you're hiding underneath<br />Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock?<br />What you're waiting for, it's time for you to show it off<br />Don't be a shy kinda guy I'll bet it's beautiful<br />Come on baby let me see<br />Whatchu hidin' underneath<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSw-ihGkAsSz8doodB4zc8ybQ3ZWZ8UHs4V9nv6tNFzVKc7RxZQ4Wj_rc6M9JIbMjpMcCm3DIDogfOeQtJpj7Q4kmMFTQBvoIOgy5U5zvfiz9obe1rsV7gZLnVCSXiwP2cDnsDgNgbEM0/s1600/2496769505_5b31e83c47_z_large.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSw-ihGkAsSz8doodB4zc8ybQ3ZWZ8UHs4V9nv6tNFzVKc7RxZQ4Wj_rc6M9JIbMjpMcCm3DIDogfOeQtJpj7Q4kmMFTQBvoIOgy5U5zvfiz9obe1rsV7gZLnVCSXiwP2cDnsDgNgbEM0/s400/2496769505_5b31e83c47_z_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607559531081428674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Skip the talk, heard it all, time to walk the walk<br />Brake me off, if you bad, show me who's the boss<br />Need some goose, to get loose, come on take a shot<br /><br />Come on baby let me see<br />What you're hiding underneath<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7JWxnAc0w-TggqIe41A-AjRognzGtC1M38JxAEh0zir19u8Bd476SXQjXTHFzmgm7OkOemZEbMSnHNC_fUSvV_spC2iXfrHl17SkPAH8LrGEvJXTZnlB2qd6U2ox9OobkJbLm4PN7Op8/s1600/peacock.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7JWxnAc0w-TggqIe41A-AjRognzGtC1M38JxAEh0zir19u8Bd476SXQjXTHFzmgm7OkOemZEbMSnHNC_fUSvV_spC2iXfrHl17SkPAH8LrGEvJXTZnlB2qd6U2ox9OobkJbLm4PN7Op8/s400/peacock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607559334299212482" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock?<br />Don't be a chicken boy, stop acting like a beeotch<br />I'ma peace out if you don't give me the pay off<br />Come on baby let me see<br />What you're hiding underneath<br />Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock?<br />What you're waiting for, it's time for you to show it off<br />Don't be a shy kinda guy I'll bet it's beautiful<br />Come on baby let me see<br />Whatchu hidin' underneath<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGK5_xkeGE9ajk8iSvjaGNELs86on42XEYN92b9vT65Sj9Ce5KJgipyqBFdYoaz5Q1ec6nHLTFQcW1rrbpyY_eg5ecDw2JvHDtDmr_pQjCAU97cKb30K2UWEu2ymX963s1wG7g207aRxU/s1600/peacock3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGK5_xkeGE9ajk8iSvjaGNELs86on42XEYN92b9vT65Sj9Ce5KJgipyqBFdYoaz5Q1ec6nHLTFQcW1rrbpyY_eg5ecDw2JvHDtDmr_pQjCAU97cKb30K2UWEu2ymX963s1wG7g207aRxU/s400/peacock3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607559180071753282" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Oh my good no exaggeration<br />Boy all this time was worth the waiting<br />I just shed a tear<br />I'm so unprepared<br />You got the finest architecture<br />End of the rainbow looking treasure<br />Such a sight to see<br />And this all for me<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiNLujt71z27BeAXe3IfiS_MUf316L-8mKxVlFJW2Oex0vJH0WOlNCO1oRoFDto_5LxIE6Vxq91PJfEQIYaNKGut6Zy-FCvxkfSlF6LHPiMQmck0cz0Iw_iszAdMv3M9bvKpVbgirfJ3g/s1600/tumblr_kyl0x5a8OR1qayqepo1_500_large.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiNLujt71z27BeAXe3IfiS_MUf316L-8mKxVlFJW2Oex0vJH0WOlNCO1oRoFDto_5LxIE6Vxq91PJfEQIYaNKGut6Zy-FCvxkfSlF6LHPiMQmck0cz0Iw_iszAdMv3M9bvKpVbgirfJ3g/s400/tumblr_kyl0x5a8OR1qayqepo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607559060761598098" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock?<br />Don't be a chicken boy, stop acting like a beeotch<br />I'ma peace out if you don't give me the pay off<br />Come on baby let me see<br />What you're hiding underneath<br />Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock?<br />What you're waiting for, it's time for you to show it off<br />Don't be a shy kinda guy I'll bet it's beautiful<br />Come on baby let me see<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlMAtVrfigDJ84Kmo-8e7Wr9N5-Fo_M18Ziw1ZgzrEaoARnQuy6mXdG5sodjZQg8cvvd-ue7d3Yr3yt1Etjd7_ot2Rpbit0QPfxg-_hTPBs5aVIR37_Dl7bt96ohw6U3k1Ag_9iiLoWZA/s1600/peacock+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlMAtVrfigDJ84Kmo-8e7Wr9N5-Fo_M18Ziw1ZgzrEaoARnQuy6mXdG5sodjZQg8cvvd-ue7d3Yr3yt1Etjd7_ot2Rpbit0QPfxg-_hTPBs5aVIR37_Dl7bt96ohw6U3k1Ag_9iiLoWZA/s400/peacock+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607563826000889186" border="0" /></a><br />I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock<br />Your peacock, cock<br />I wanna see ya<br />Your peacock, cock, cock<br />Your peacock<br />I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock<br />Your peacock, cock<br />Your peacock, cock, cock<br />Your peacock<br />I wanna see . <span style="font-size:78%;">KP</span> <span style="font-size:78%;">PC</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_PGE2lfG38oJ4mpwembSxP_5u-EpRxJT2aE4rER33mq2-FlySbVGqUftl3U3OrKqONvUbW2sIfh3U99Zre6naaxb8bssRrdvFIacDKnWRHzhtHBkfUyzw8gwwBbLE1KnNdgciSiuBwxk/s1600/5311854120_68cdb3ab68_z_large.jpg"><br /></a>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-13351439639533574932011-05-17T01:24:00.001-04:002011-05-17T01:27:09.279-04:00Shhh.....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj0mnDoSLkdDk0DCz01OIt1qAZkfImjOMvp6Uci4NV4F-gkHcHYNmFQX_yDjp_D2a5ZJ3-LzzuaZjLeztk1eNm8aRUMjB2V6sHg5mizwA2fuQjFfFtus4qHwcsqmDM6TFQZnT-ywtC-kk/s1600/e72067b45c3c.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj0mnDoSLkdDk0DCz01OIt1qAZkfImjOMvp6Uci4NV4F-gkHcHYNmFQX_yDjp_D2a5ZJ3-LzzuaZjLeztk1eNm8aRUMjB2V6sHg5mizwA2fuQjFfFtus4qHwcsqmDM6TFQZnT-ywtC-kk/s400/e72067b45c3c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607552260831905698" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">The clouds are rolling in at this moment, the fog has begun to close in. The thick white lining of the clouds fill the sky above me. I haven't the slightest clue why I am still standing here. The rain comes slowly drizzling.Cold wet droplets of water fall upon my face rolling down my neck. I can see the waves of the ocean crashing against the rocks. It is an agitated sound, it isn't peaceful it is filled with rage. As I look down the age old rocks that look as if they won't survive the wrath of the storm. Embrace it my heart tells me. My head says run to shelter. My bare feet touch the wet and mossy grass. My toes feel cold but my body is aching for warmth. The lighting flashes brightly across the sky and the sea. I am memorized I am fixated. I walk closer to the edge again looking out at a dark and murky filled ocean the dirty white foam that crashes but yet it looks so inviting from up here. It is enticing, it is tempting. The winds blow in different directions my hair blinds me from the steps I take. Inhale deeply, scream loudly it echos throughout. Leap.... just do it. Just leap. What is the worst that can happen? The water splashes as I leap from high above. I am free,I am cold but I can no longer hear you and that is what I wanted all along. Bleu09<br /></span></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-44860288382247376722011-05-10T02:21:00.001-04:002011-05-10T03:12:37.230-04:00For Modern New York with Nostaglia<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Disclaimer Darlings: For those of you who were not born here,grew up here or lived here ever. You'll never understand. It's the most fabulous place to absorb,live and learn life. Perhaps I am bias, but I am very protective of this sensational island. No matter who,where or what, I am always a New Yorker and it is ALWAYS my home. For it was the city that gave me such fond memories, still does and always will.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiepRi0N3WP8qy07U2xA9zQSyRVsvusdDwGxbYyxbZuedpk8ECZKsF2iNvKO38W586-mpV-ledDdQIYgYLpRkoSVQpbc-BHxFr11ipdenCPYrKO4sJaxaDFkMQuoqy6hJwiTNR2yJKqge4/s1600/nyc-5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiepRi0N3WP8qy07U2xA9zQSyRVsvusdDwGxbYyxbZuedpk8ECZKsF2iNvKO38W586-mpV-ledDdQIYgYLpRkoSVQpbc-BHxFr11ipdenCPYrKO4sJaxaDFkMQuoqy6hJwiTNR2yJKqge4/s400/nyc-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604978701597804018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Right next to Deniro, but I'll be hood forever</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Took it to my stashbox, 560 State Street</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons with them pastries</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cruisin' down 8th Street, off white Lexus</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now I live on billboard and I brought my boys with me</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Say whatup to Ty-Ty, still sippin' mai tai's</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I be Spike'd out, I could trip a referee</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">New York</span></span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihBB8aMNT9KRXG2makUjCRH0cN0xvNT-CvtZ8AW4r2dC_cUnC52JSXm9eQvaoAhY4ys6a3DFaekGzYtZ4DOo5x4NSd627p1xbZt-bbiNGSKDaukK_OR9K9BhnFsEyLthkRLitXK2qXhq0/s1600/nyc-3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihBB8aMNT9KRXG2makUjCRH0cN0xvNT-CvtZ8AW4r2dC_cUnC52JSXm9eQvaoAhY4ys6a3DFaekGzYtZ4DOo5x4NSd627p1xbZt-bbiNGSKDaukK_OR9K9BhnFsEyLthkRLitXK2qXhq0/s400/nyc-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604978625981339522" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Concrete jungle where dreams are made of</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There's nothin' you can't do</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now you're in New York</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">These streets will make you feel brand new</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Big lights will inspire you</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Let's hear it for New York, New York,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">New York</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqExJTroKH9G2I98G1deU4tvYfHqADCVrz11WqgF4AXWZkpf8nEqoOhUi0Rxbk1dKa3mVi0vH0BQ9aLWzSOcRLVLe856Z8ajpjLaRLXan72ixPloOEPUyF4g6i4oPBQyRbm9y8OaP_wfA/s1600/NYC-4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqExJTroKH9G2I98G1deU4tvYfHqADCVrz11WqgF4AXWZkpf8nEqoOhUi0Rxbk1dKa3mVi0vH0BQ9aLWzSOcRLVLe856Z8ajpjLaRLXan72ixPloOEPUyF4g6i4oPBQyRbm9y8OaP_wfA/s400/NYC-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604978540937159090" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game<br />Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can<br />You should know I bleed blue,<br />Welcome to the melting pot, home of OLD SCHOOL hip-hop<br />Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back<br />For foreigners it ain't for they act like they forgot how to act<br />Eight million stories, out there in it naked<br />City is a pity, half of y'all won't make it<br />Me, I got a plug, Special Ed "I Got It Made"<br />If Jesus payin' Lebron, I'm payin' Dwayne Wade<br />Three dice cee-lo, three card molly<br />Labour Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley<br />Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade<br />Long live the Kingdome, I'm from the Empire St. that's NEW YORK<br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGB3P9hyphenhyphenx5ycpfPP-_W5NzSxl9BnaBE5sjPHBz5c9AddrTIZOrUxaxjsQUeP0CYsUSwaS3qxy3awWm1nkp3cmZndqACX9K7i84eGdPLbjqP8s8c1pBsouNqC6o51AlgMdIRtjpKi5b4m0/s1600/newyork-2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGB3P9hyphenhyphenx5ycpfPP-_W5NzSxl9BnaBE5sjPHBz5c9AddrTIZOrUxaxjsQUeP0CYsUSwaS3qxy3awWm1nkp3cmZndqACX9K7i84eGdPLbjqP8s8c1pBsouNqC6o51AlgMdIRtjpKi5b4m0/s400/newyork-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604978419753240738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Lights is blinding, girls need blinders</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So they can step out of bounds quick</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The sidelines is, lined with casualties, who sip to life casually</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple leaf</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">End of the winter gets cold, en vogue, with your skin out</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">City of sin, it's a pity on the wind</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Everybody ride her, just like a bus route</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Came here for school, graduated to the high life</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">MDMA got you feelin' like a champion</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien</span></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoMwYv3rN11EPWXyuRUM6EFbxT8jZskUme86pKrPpHgYtKsThYABE2QWH2zd3nBRzJnNsdhMAHdjJbrz75f4ZG__Nr54w4uNnY5Lm7j0KOW9wAxc9Su_42w4WavORKl0CSOMSJWUGUQ-E/s1600/newyork-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoMwYv3rN11EPWXyuRUM6EFbxT8jZskUme86pKrPpHgYtKsThYABE2QWH2zd3nBRzJnNsdhMAHdjJbrz75f4ZG__Nr54w4uNnY5Lm7j0KOW9wAxc9Su_42w4WavORKl0CSOMSJWUGUQ-E/s400/newyork-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604978334698761714" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">One hand in the air for the big city<br />Streetlights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty<br />No place in the world that could compare to<br />New York<br />Concrete jungle where dreams are made of<br />There's nothin' you can't do<br />Now you're in New York<br />These streets will make you feel brand new<br />Big lights will inspire you<br />Let's hear it for New York, New York,<br />New York -<span style="font-size:78%;">jz</span><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfTfCVsgLlh6qTkr8ZEDkXMW7LCRT-e7SzgFn7gqEsB0Ste8rJkcEv8B2BQ7lyGs2ahxpWSCvsbQso_nDYy8TrNnDxi7ycHTc1UArEcuf770uZLAtr8jTK6VVJCUh69W9EiNFKINRuvyA/s1600/nyci.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfTfCVsgLlh6qTkr8ZEDkXMW7LCRT-e7SzgFn7gqEsB0Ste8rJkcEv8B2BQ7lyGs2ahxpWSCvsbQso_nDYy8TrNnDxi7ycHTc1UArEcuf770uZLAtr8jTK6VVJCUh69W9EiNFKINRuvyA/s400/nyci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604978203532997794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"> 09/11/01<br /></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-81978181862636848752011-04-05T12:03:00.004-04:002011-04-05T12:17:29.210-04:00Dazzling Eye Candy.....<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I am, I'm too fabu-lous</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'm so fierce that it's so nuts</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I live, to be Monroe thin</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Dress me, I'm your mannequin</span><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu7QPzofJ4WHIUKbftb83CA0JyeW85HUxbJetqIh9IjE9JbJx8Xtxprlcb8AZ4YndRi5L4VPYDtqao0VYxwFKIKOzQQOX04Kjg9ucLyzKVEWK4i412y17SpaCSTGya3H6qPRGDOotglyE/s1600/fashion2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu7QPzofJ4WHIUKbftb83CA0JyeW85HUxbJetqIh9IjE9JbJx8Xtxprlcb8AZ4YndRi5L4VPYDtqao0VYxwFKIKOzQQOX04Kjg9ucLyzKVEWK4i412y17SpaCSTGya3H6qPRGDOotglyE/s400/fashion2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592131188747651698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >J'adore, Vivienne I really want<br />Pucci, Fendi, and Cardin, Valentino, Armani too<br />Madame love them Jimmy Choo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Fashion put it all on me</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Don't you want to see</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">These clothes on me</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Fashion put it all on me</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I am anyone you want me to be</span></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA-RLvh72oRpRzV_n-556yJaSwV_H_bLmNStpyLOZsTaR3LNZUeIdMouBxta83jS7ZyXdCkUqZA-fqOGxZiWg3Hi3GmJa7uSRd6ZMIex3PRjGhU-zx9DnR84032It1ap25OekfelYqVEQ/s1600/fashion3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA-RLvh72oRpRzV_n-556yJaSwV_H_bLmNStpyLOZsTaR3LNZUeIdMouBxta83jS7ZyXdCkUqZA-fqOGxZiWg3Hi3GmJa7uSRd6ZMIex3PRjGhU-zx9DnR84032It1ap25OekfelYqVEQ/s400/fashion3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592131082728640578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I need, some new stilettos</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Can't walk, down the street in those</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">You are, who you wear it's true</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A girl's just as hot as the shoes she choose</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >J'adore, Weitzman I really want<br />Louis, Dolce Gabbana, Alexander McQueen, eh ou<br />Madame love those Manolo. </span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEcgd9SLnA__Mipi7EV4qu4SfDhN3eoLu5-ChqgbJgGMCenNAPP4pWOUgZENWbgrr3LxKasVI-vwmIHIVRsHAgW2zPqUuqahYtr3P5jX7GUtuN5TcaL0MjG_cripMPZ5NQHibM8Z8FZco/s1600/fashion1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEcgd9SLnA__Mipi7EV4qu4SfDhN3eoLu5-ChqgbJgGMCenNAPP4pWOUgZENWbgrr3LxKasVI-vwmIHIVRsHAgW2zPqUuqahYtr3P5jX7GUtuN5TcaL0MjG_cripMPZ5NQHibM8Z8FZco/s400/fashion1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592130962133642866" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Fashion put it all on me<br />I am anyone you want me to be<span style="font-size:78%;"> LG/F</span><br /></span></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-70609434949420885902011-04-01T02:37:00.005-04:002011-04-01T02:44:18.201-04:00Provocateur Chameleon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw9SC8HIBOspdrWPtKx4OaMPs_z7sscva6VwJfCXtSKipSpgXstvLkfHQh92vg1oGNjSYbnigc453WlWKayYRTp0JumBfyf_5Asn9DbX1JA7RG-PTp428qubMb9rmhL5uauV_jxuvF9UM/s1600/maskss2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw9SC8HIBOspdrWPtKx4OaMPs_z7sscva6VwJfCXtSKipSpgXstvLkfHQh92vg1oGNjSYbnigc453WlWKayYRTp0JumBfyf_5Asn9DbX1JA7RG-PTp428qubMb9rmhL5uauV_jxuvF9UM/s400/maskss2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590501426580862082" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And the sky was made of amethyst</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And all the stars were just like little fish</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You should learn when to go</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You should learn how to say no</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Might last a day </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mine is forever</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Might last a day, </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mine is forever</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When they get what they want, they never want it again</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And the sky was all violet.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I wanna give my violet more violence.</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And I'm the one with no soul</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">One above and one below</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Might last a day</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mine is forever</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Might last a day, yeah</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mine is forever</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When they get what they want, they never want it again</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Go on, take everything take everything I want you to</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Go on, take everything take everything I dare you to</span><br /> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I told you from the start just how this would end</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When I get what I want I never want it again- <span style="font-size:78%;">CL/H</span></span><br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie83x2P0O4x53GlstDKMKTnnORyb0YMbT1NgHkRMe0Q99RQQTO0AhS-GRJsKc3EnoLlFaZGh-inDi_1HwiiJ9ApYUiLCpCOzcyBS0DIOA9eDBPJ0HQpYRbrMVray6UXV_35_778ZMge6g/s1600/bitemark2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie83x2P0O4x53GlstDKMKTnnORyb0YMbT1NgHkRMe0Q99RQQTO0AhS-GRJsKc3EnoLlFaZGh-inDi_1HwiiJ9ApYUiLCpCOzcyBS0DIOA9eDBPJ0HQpYRbrMVray6UXV_35_778ZMge6g/s400/bitemark2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590501930435147922" border="0" /></a>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-45130382795463506242011-03-11T02:00:00.009-05:002011-03-11T03:12:50.032-05:00Question whom? And we're just playthings. Really, Not....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXkg7Q-KsrOb-5MsZhd9_dGmqchWNoJXh3bCxMXreKNCyI8Y2RqNO_6Fx84tBssFMl3znkA0iO3AyBaqgM7crSGb9_p-T8WQ8tskah1pWMn9B_OuZnSs_YXPp2cxFivHkS046W3KNxatY/s1600/gals991.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXkg7Q-KsrOb-5MsZhd9_dGmqchWNoJXh3bCxMXreKNCyI8Y2RqNO_6Fx84tBssFMl3znkA0iO3AyBaqgM7crSGb9_p-T8WQ8tskah1pWMn9B_OuZnSs_YXPp2cxFivHkS046W3KNxatY/s400/gals991.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582729735974473282" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">If your having girl problems I feel bad for you love<br />I got 99 problems but a bitch is not one<br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJvuqQFYCBLV7yYhg58HM1QBm3fjNYTsUZpMSSm60AfAYbhyeVp_2zFG2-AIIu6T10wHm5FH7yhy1Tniv5OlZajmIG8m-RwQ5IZdHaT7JYOKkFg8y7UNi581hCIsOtIID8HHIHTczwcZE/s1600/gals992.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJvuqQFYCBLV7yYhg58HM1QBm3fjNYTsUZpMSSm60AfAYbhyeVp_2zFG2-AIIu6T10wHm5FH7yhy1Tniv5OlZajmIG8m-RwQ5IZdHaT7JYOKkFg8y7UNi581hCIsOtIID8HHIHTczwcZE/s400/gals992.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582729792322150770" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I got the purse patrol on the heels patrol</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Just wanna make sure my casket's closed</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">They that say The're "North Shore "</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm from there darling,glad you have your facts that they are those</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">That you have not another woe.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You'd celebrate the minute you were having a few foe</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We're like f*** you, you can kiss my ass</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">If you don't like what We have to say, you can press that delete button on your screen.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Got troubles with those, It's not very nice to be so mean.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">They don't like our ways, well I don't give a shit SO</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">They try to steal our ideas and give them a go</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So people will think your the star of the show.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I don't know what you take me as</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">or understand the intelligence that Ms. A has</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I've been educated darling, I am not dumb</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I got 99 problems but a bitch is not one</span><br /></span></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifTUEJc1e_Id2aXhJJwgYugvlutQBZs_kobB72i-3Q9HvOlbmUBwjylxrGfNS97pR2p8-dTgQPusehL6BJgHOrRCbaic3IEP5HHXCpiT_ighC6nfgbOoWI6RGoo17PlA80RX2QrmX5l2Y/s1600/gals993.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifTUEJc1e_Id2aXhJJwgYugvlutQBZs_kobB72i-3Q9HvOlbmUBwjylxrGfNS97pR2p8-dTgQPusehL6BJgHOrRCbaic3IEP5HHXCpiT_ighC6nfgbOoWI6RGoo17PlA80RX2QrmX5l2Y/s400/gals993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582729916150864642" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The year is '94 and in my trunk is dispose</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">In my rear view mirror I repose to see its the m------ F------ law</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I got two choices to pull over the car or</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">bounce those platforms on the double put the pedal to the floor</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now I ain't trying to see no highway chase with A</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Plus I got a few dollars I can fight the case</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So I...pull over to the side of the road</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And I heard "Darling, do you know what I'm stopping you for?"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cause I'm young and I'm blond and I have a sensational rack</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Am I under arrest or should I guess some more?</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Well you was doing fifty five in a fifty four"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"License and registration and step out of the car"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Are you carrying anything on you I know alot of sassy girls are"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I 'm not stepping out of shit all my papers are legit</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Do you mind if I look round the car a little bit?"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Well my glove compartment is locked from the valet in NYC so is the trunk in the back</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And I know my rights so your going need a warrant for that</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Aren't you sharp as a tack are some type of lawyer or an Ivy league grad?"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Or somebody important or something?"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No I haven't passed the bar or entered a silly sorority fad but I sure do know a little bit</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Enough that you won't illegally search my shit</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Well see how smart you are when the other officers cum."</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I got 99 problems but a bitch is not one.</span></span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheETN4KgQxa5I0qz6_JYOq44e2C0VQpsSNByja7CtpL9b6ef-5VW2C8I6FwByorvgeJmcpfawd105yXNbzNuT7_Rikvc1-xMMwvMLi4OQB6rtkhj5rOxRzlMOFaKc59daIz67Z8jY-Yf4/s1600/gals994.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheETN4KgQxa5I0qz6_JYOq44e2C0VQpsSNByja7CtpL9b6ef-5VW2C8I6FwByorvgeJmcpfawd105yXNbzNuT7_Rikvc1-xMMwvMLi4OQB6rtkhj5rOxRzlMOFaKc59daIz67Z8jY-Yf4/s400/gals994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582730013776264610" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;">You're crazy for this one A<br />It's your entertainment.<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP6fEhhqT7SLa3J_Xn84dyEJb6q1oOCCbC5rH-NT9xvgPbkFuNfXvlK7he15N6nYiOzKaAOkfcAGEl69SiwdLJ67TpDEZq3-or4TPL2rqra94YSZWSQF2qOmZUmjgGerp9WenlF4dG7YM/s1600/gals995.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP6fEhhqT7SLa3J_Xn84dyEJb6q1oOCCbC5rH-NT9xvgPbkFuNfXvlK7he15N6nYiOzKaAOkfcAGEl69SiwdLJ67TpDEZq3-or4TPL2rqra94YSZWSQF2qOmZUmjgGerp9WenlF4dG7YM/s400/gals995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582730120137113826" border="0" /></a>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-13814237552126521282011-02-17T07:33:00.000-05:002011-02-17T10:37:55.173-05:00Mélodique<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT_n3U7_oxCyD1__rNWglMtb1tHo66h1jBJ22-Bo_QLVlqaIFoyfb1CB-ZeEklg5_tR-AhhQ3OVi9XJrjq6bYGmST0uzSj1FMFFTg5Zvi054qWXky3qi50WrYY-gJ78caR9iY4uuVk7k4/s1600/damaged.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT_n3U7_oxCyD1__rNWglMtb1tHo66h1jBJ22-Bo_QLVlqaIFoyfb1CB-ZeEklg5_tR-AhhQ3OVi9XJrjq6bYGmST0uzSj1FMFFTg5Zvi054qWXky3qi50WrYY-gJ78caR9iY4uuVk7k4/s400/damaged.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574682275401518226" border="0" /></a><br />Within the haunting winds of the woods that enclose us with bare brown oaks,emerald sparkling grass beneath our feet.The sounds to me of this nature are lyrical. As I place myself on the naked grass positioning myself upwards staring at how beautiful the branches are the sky is mildly cloudy.The sun presses between the clouds as two lovers intertwined. I can feel the radiance of the sun peering though how it makes my skin feel a glow.I look over at you. Your hands are so alluring as they slide back and forth your forefinger is ravishing the way it glides so perfectly. I become feverish as if there is nothing else in this world, I feel as if I am in my own utopia, pure ecstasy. My mind is filling with thoughts, my heart is pounding as if the nearest of creatures could feel my fear and craving all at once. Your head tilts from side to side I can see the passion the lust,and your will to carry out what it is you seek.It's very distinguish look that you get in your eyes one that I have seen many times before. My body heats up with your every stroke your every movement and motion. I love to stare at you to observe your every move. The way your lips quiver, the way your mind seems only fixated on one thing. You never look distracted, though I know you get lost in thought. The excitement has gotten to me. My head feels flushed as do my cheeks and it flows down my entire core.The eroticism of it all. Our surroundings, the way your bare skin looks on your chest the beads of sweat that form and flow so fluently down your neck. More and More I yearn,as I lay there just as a voyeur. I am not your subject, though as you have said "I am your muse." Your hands are magical how they make me feel words are seldom few to describe. As your strokes are longer they get sharper you know just what your are doing. How you send me into a fiery convulsion of many and more so. As you lean down to kiss my lips, you are so soft the skin on your face feels perfect in my hands. You interlace your hands with mine. I feel the connection the friction of what sent me into. You lift me off the ground and we dalliance. Finding our way to that beautiful willow tree I saw as we walked through the woods. You smile at me, it always makes my knees weak and I feel faint. I shall always hope to feel this way with you. Our afternoons in the woods. I turn to you and kiss your face softly and I whisper in your ear. "Will you play again for me tomorrow?" "But of course I shall. " you sincerely reply. There is something about the woods, there is something about you. I shall long to watch you melodically conquer the cello again tomorrowAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-18681066864107935252011-02-14T03:47:00.000-05:002011-02-14T13:48:41.170-05:00St. Valentine's Day<span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Step back gonna come at ya fast</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >I'm driving out of control</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >And getting ready to crash</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Won't stop shaking up what I can</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUI1ugIss88JGAZjY1KJBtVM6IcL0QSLHDYTJUsYxZHINV4ldjgANhasCPnqfutwoDhFVGlHtCWuvee_RXNV0fH7tycyiGXsNOlKQGI_uuoCEUpnoQaULBFmAI9cnvIHak-RP6s8bo-p8/s1600/keep61.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUI1ugIss88JGAZjY1KJBtVM6IcL0QSLHDYTJUsYxZHINV4ldjgANhasCPnqfutwoDhFVGlHtCWuvee_RXNV0fH7tycyiGXsNOlKQGI_uuoCEUpnoQaULBFmAI9cnvIHak-RP6s8bo-p8/s400/keep61.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573604223270893794" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >I serve it up in a shot</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >So suck it down like a man</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJsdX1XdeEw9mAsVqusMBwgeUO-ytbe3uRmHH6LPYOA45HEoGxUEAqB-Ocl8nNccro38UAtuhIPrWsR6cpveDtvqk2JrYsTI0MDHkKix57Vx78T02Hjn3sqPNcmOh4xL5HWAw8udTLEDE/s1600/bartop3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJsdX1XdeEw9mAsVqusMBwgeUO-ytbe3uRmHH6LPYOA45HEoGxUEAqB-Ocl8nNccro38UAtuhIPrWsR6cpveDtvqk2JrYsTI0MDHkKix57Vx78T02Hjn3sqPNcmOh4xL5HWAw8udTLEDE/s400/bartop3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573605812313196050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">So baby yes I know what I am</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And ya I don't give a damn</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And you'll be loving it</span><br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwga08lpTpkWpOehy5ka8cIA_fpkF_uRSTvL26E4UK5u_5u7fj_vdz4oYULGQgTumXQdh6UDcg01QDl9PdDac5o2S4iZAY27lxX6e6oR_9R6BwVEVTEnFvPIX2mskJX5bdNXgbKHsm14/s1600/catt.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwga08lpTpkWpOehy5ka8cIA_fpkF_uRSTvL26E4UK5u_5u7fj_vdz4oYULGQgTumXQdh6UDcg01QDl9PdDac5o2S4iZAY27lxX6e6oR_9R6BwVEVTEnFvPIX2mskJX5bdNXgbKHsm14/s400/catt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573609879057402594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Some days I'm a super bitch</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Up to my own tricks</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >But it won't last forever</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Next day I'm your super girl</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Out to save your world</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >And it keeps gettin' better</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Mf3i9GYTgnK66KY9CSaW6_sJmBmswjiZRdoiNDjJZ91V0V_BgCd_VRv4Ry1x0qYnUJrTlgL-fTMjhpzXLmx41iEMmaaUbqA5rNDUflGERoHi12SwnPFa_xun2gwGVEpRzmeW78YVYxg/s1600/keep77.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 386px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Mf3i9GYTgnK66KY9CSaW6_sJmBmswjiZRdoiNDjJZ91V0V_BgCd_VRv4Ry1x0qYnUJrTlgL-fTMjhpzXLmx41iEMmaaUbqA5rNDUflGERoHi12SwnPFa_xun2gwGVEpRzmeW78YVYxg/s400/keep77.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573606688636687810" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Kiss kiss gonna tell you right now</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'll make it sweet on the lips as it can knock you out</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Shut up I don't care what you say</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cuz when we both in the ring you're gonna like it my way</span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Yeah baby there's a villain in me so sexy sour and sweet</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And you'll be loving it</span></span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizOEMjiLuCPcoS6KOYFsGwK_h4YWWoonQNWyEfUHtzVLEbYHjXdDLKExpQr6eZsQOCMHYYdzl-pG_qoOedAjhesGx6rEJlWMzp12vga3cGJnfSdZK6GmFu9pwSBFF3CnXrw9Tm4hobLtg/s1600/chick.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizOEMjiLuCPcoS6KOYFsGwK_h4YWWoonQNWyEfUHtzVLEbYHjXdDLKExpQr6eZsQOCMHYYdzl-pG_qoOedAjhesGx6rEJlWMzp12vga3cGJnfSdZK6GmFu9pwSBFF3CnXrw9Tm4hobLtg/s400/chick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573618030486857778" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Some days I'm a super bitch</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Up to my own tricks</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >But it won't last forever</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Next day I'm your super girl</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Out to save your world</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >And it keeps gettin' better</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">In the blink of an eye</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">In the speed of the light</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I'll hold the universe up</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">And make your planets collide</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">When I strap on my boots</span><br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx9B1O-jE2B2eNXfWBRPm6pRIzaQpDZZZ7xwrtJYh8q3ACNqVzNqvGBYUZwZfldIdDOpkP6WrM_xHRBbZcfhrTO00nMSoCx7tzNuUGiMZ7ZAsOz9J4xsaWF1D7RNPPt7cLhi-C8d3RPLA/s1600/keep44.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx9B1O-jE2B2eNXfWBRPm6pRIzaQpDZZZ7xwrtJYh8q3ACNqVzNqvGBYUZwZfldIdDOpkP6WrM_xHRBbZcfhrTO00nMSoCx7tzNuUGiMZ7ZAsOz9J4xsaWF1D7RNPPt7cLhi-C8d3RPLA/s400/keep44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573610591652514674" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >And I slip on my suit</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >You see the vixen in me</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Becomes an angel for you</span><br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg7weAOKX3yOCc2F_NAdC6kn7uV1TS-WvpOHT3ZaQxOFoJoj8aUA6_W0CUKlb42idXNXJGAl9AddQu2ehsdyKYJQLuqd62pUVJjdTnkllVM3vZD0jqwGWFlenoGkScuAmqLgRNTSmQznA/s1600/keep11.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg7weAOKX3yOCc2F_NAdC6kn7uV1TS-WvpOHT3ZaQxOFoJoj8aUA6_W0CUKlb42idXNXJGAl9AddQu2ehsdyKYJQLuqd62pUVJjdTnkllVM3vZD0jqwGWFlenoGkScuAmqLgRNTSmQznA/s400/keep11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573612153551975970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Some days I'm a super bitch</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Up to my own tricks</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >But it won't last forever</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Next day I'm your super girl</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >Out to save the world</span><br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSubT1nqns42AEScewhCAHjL8pJGvgbhRa1nM7NJtrzzrKXiXCgQYx1pIZfOajCQ02ktaDQq4YjlEC-ZgSyGiBl0R8x86kPsdnxBzRsyfUhmhFqxrfa52bGz3E_2AHec1MTUpjEmgxCRU/s1600/keepraft.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSubT1nqns42AEScewhCAHjL8pJGvgbhRa1nM7NJtrzzrKXiXCgQYx1pIZfOajCQ02ktaDQq4YjlEC-ZgSyGiBl0R8x86kPsdnxBzRsyfUhmhFqxrfa52bGz3E_2AHec1MTUpjEmgxCRU/s400/keepraft.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573613816545638130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Hold on</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Keeps gettin' better-</span><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> CA</span></span><br /></span></span></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-26236422051745437672011-02-08T04:49:00.000-05:002011-02-08T09:06:38.140-05:00Midnight kiss'<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbqTjfVmr0lni2RCqbn1zRq6gvmJYtzIMJDVTJFn8GS6gjhsEZ9TnYThqumV6wLrVy7170Yx1-gtdiCSwUAUW2PN84b0lXWz6LzVkn03gF8HvFNdWNBkL0GgkMNCZUy4cg9bxCHpG9Ic4/s1600/deer21.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbqTjfVmr0lni2RCqbn1zRq6gvmJYtzIMJDVTJFn8GS6gjhsEZ9TnYThqumV6wLrVy7170Yx1-gtdiCSwUAUW2PN84b0lXWz6LzVkn03gF8HvFNdWNBkL0GgkMNCZUy4cg9bxCHpG9Ic4/s400/deer21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571318518506041922" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Here’s the sad story, about a deer, and a man!<br /><br />A romantic scene, from a lullaby,<br />In the clearing green, where his eyes met mine.<br />I was froze in motion, oh his bow was raised,<br />Then the fleeting notion, that my life he’d save.<br />But I saw it coming, flying through the air,<br />Feathered backside humming. Miss’ me, hit me where?<br />Where it will only hurt me, not a mortal wound.<br />Leave me lying dirty, someone would find me soon.<br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTlM0x6VD2f4WicCtbbdFk3-U4eHaFPKvwIyYasALVUFmF7bLdE3sMjXGMhw1-IMmYU2lEgOUN9J0h1OStyyIamppJ5iwKNKZg0bFbfQUEcqBRiDdRshJ2-TsuGGgsDZbTuVb3149Gm1Y/s1600/woods-1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTlM0x6VD2f4WicCtbbdFk3-U4eHaFPKvwIyYasALVUFmF7bLdE3sMjXGMhw1-IMmYU2lEgOUN9J0h1OStyyIamppJ5iwKNKZg0bFbfQUEcqBRiDdRshJ2-TsuGGgsDZbTuVb3149Gm1Y/s400/woods-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571315909658597586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I have never, felt like this before.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Felt my body sinking, to the grassy floor.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">No I have never, known a love like this,</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Felt the flaming arrows, of the hunter’s kiss.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">My life is not mine, like a dog or a wife.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">He has taken his time, he has taken my life.</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPK0c7ITtNb6vjlZqpyQ14zE67F-mW9ZXtozj4G3zXaCFAYnAGeaFLtZSX1jCTFqCIeJoEEWpgBnJ0bj9Nx2dLkx8p5rkbUc7IN0EHvIyeNP_JuYWEGTh-NHJtcgNU6hoADMlHavy_KHQ/s1600/gardener11.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPK0c7ITtNb6vjlZqpyQ14zE67F-mW9ZXtozj4G3zXaCFAYnAGeaFLtZSX1jCTFqCIeJoEEWpgBnJ0bj9Nx2dLkx8p5rkbUc7IN0EHvIyeNP_JuYWEGTh-NHJtcgNU6hoADMlHavy_KHQ/s400/gardener11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571316262604652418" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I could see the steaming, of his cloudy breath,<br />No, I was not dreaming, I was next to death.<br />As I lay there twitching, then my legs he tied.<br />There was nothing missing, on the day I died.<br /><br />I have never, been like this before.<br />Felt my body sinking, to the grassy floor.<br />No I have never, known a love like this.<br />Love the flaming arrows, of the hunter’s kiss.<br /><br />No I have never felt like this before.<br />Never felt my body sinking to the earth’s grassy floor.<br />Now I know I have never known a love like this.<br />Never felt the flaming arrows of the lonely hunter’s kiss.<br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-MnK0gEuIMl7-paxewIIxDwCZAXtrMEgdj02BFVlLA_XK0OYLuot2ChyAqpKUYE9_EAxX0vYikDrB_PMvVo21G8u2Zvh7c8KnvrzrKHZRgk5rp_Jijbfc9wsLJrGL7Qlx9DbD709Bjao/s1600/deer.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 391px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-MnK0gEuIMl7-paxewIIxDwCZAXtrMEgdj02BFVlLA_XK0OYLuot2ChyAqpKUYE9_EAxX0vYikDrB_PMvVo21G8u2Zvh7c8KnvrzrKHZRgk5rp_Jijbfc9wsLJrGL7Qlx9DbD709Bjao/s400/deer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571316546733673154" border="0" /></a> <iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N5dSfD6snpk" width="180" frameborder="0" height="190"></iframe><br /></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-77755678654010931242011-01-28T04:16:00.004-05:002011-01-28T13:46:40.353-05:00High Society<div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I overheard all the people just the other day<br />Saying, where we going Friday?<br />Hope you got what it takes, don't apply the brakes<br />We'll push right through til Sunday<br />Don't you know I saved a spot for you?<br />And I<br />wanna introduce you to my crew<br /></span></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4DPXs6SBOHbLZM2O31YBfuHRbHHti5UFE5s3PGumnHIwSUckjxzx0u296m0Eqg4aWBVu9JgT6Z3_5JOsGdEmDtIAz-uyMnbYuJlmSKdjVko4FPLW09mUxVJt7Pw7OnP4ZtseEr7TOU-I/s1600/crew211.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4DPXs6SBOHbLZM2O31YBfuHRbHHti5UFE5s3PGumnHIwSUckjxzx0u296m0Eqg4aWBVu9JgT6Z3_5JOsGdEmDtIAz-uyMnbYuJlmSKdjVko4FPLW09mUxVJt7Pw7OnP4ZtseEr7TOU-I/s400/crew211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567309806167152930" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">So what do you say?</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Are we gonna, get our way?</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">We don't need your permission</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">You're uptight and it don't look right</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">You've gotta share our vision</span><br /></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigupLH7FntF-YNwEDSNW2gmHnzuoXFW9nCxryVD0YmELUBudiNGPHPt7M16-AFkvL1WwUxUtO2BWeitRhcb2GD6GIsJDx3RN0F5DYPqta1Nt71HRko7RZ-VlhrTtbi1hrkHkilsurP9r4/s1600/crew5-5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigupLH7FntF-YNwEDSNW2gmHnzuoXFW9nCxryVD0YmELUBudiNGPHPt7M16-AFkvL1WwUxUtO2BWeitRhcb2GD6GIsJDx3RN0F5DYPqta1Nt71HRko7RZ-VlhrTtbi1hrkHkilsurP9r4/s400/crew5-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567303335151838194" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;"> </span><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" > </span><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><br /> <br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Take advice from my best friend</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">She said we'll get those boys til ? them in</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">She said you been searching for too long</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">And don't stop now, you know you gotta get it on</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Don't get home 'til the morning</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Not til the sky is bright</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">And we'll never take dawn as a warning</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Not while this club's still alive</span></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL-uVy-jvxEcDgmoV_oacHaX7k3BY3_Xyk82ck4u9j-AR6HavXh2zTQKOQ3vPttbWU2LqvNSwevh6jC4PVe7J3vyiFO2R9TuuXbTFtJQpCdhqu-JB3fxbsxUOUBNf70uUESZ0h-ugijNU/s1600/crew1-1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL-uVy-jvxEcDgmoV_oacHaX7k3BY3_Xyk82ck4u9j-AR6HavXh2zTQKOQ3vPttbWU2LqvNSwevh6jC4PVe7J3vyiFO2R9TuuXbTFtJQpCdhqu-JB3fxbsxUOUBNf70uUESZ0h-ugijNU/s400/crew1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567303768340391746" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">And then we'll dance, have a snog and another tequila</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'm getting hotter this close to you</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">'Cause hedonism's all about your human behavior</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">And you're a rock star through and through!</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I overhear them say</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">They're getting down before too long</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">The boys are looking so so</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Girls are looking more so</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">The guys get wrecked while the night's still young</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Will he go wrong?</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">They're coming on strong</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Oh no, you think that you get your own way</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">On the edge, but you could go either way</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">DJ, I'll give you a record to play</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Have a taste, you could crank up the bass</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Make them play us</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Try to enrage us</span> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Well they can have a go but they could never break us</span><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" >We're feeling red raw<br />Got what We came for<br />We'll see you in the middle of a crowded dance floor<br /><br />Run to your mama, hide up in your bedroom<br />We've got you cornered, it's no use<br />We know We heard that your sister still has to babysit you<br />You've gone red in the face.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwsFQ_6Ml9ozU0G6xu9iGcAjr9YVt2VWJIdN8itZI7BDijbERxQojkXQuOt3yQgYwgHjvLwAOjK_KFZ4Legb4_5M9leHnZElEQU3ip6UtAX1MP1FaBk-iAlJ2LRZmzZ9cBmhmbdSAsnus/s1600/crew3-1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwsFQ_6Ml9ozU0G6xu9iGcAjr9YVt2VWJIdN8itZI7BDijbERxQojkXQuOt3yQgYwgHjvLwAOjK_KFZ4Legb4_5M9leHnZElEQU3ip6UtAX1MP1FaBk-iAlJ2LRZmzZ9cBmhmbdSAsnus/s400/crew3-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567304417515328066" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" > <span style="font-family:lucida grande;"> On our way</span></span><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" > to satisfaction.</span><br /><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" > How We love Your reaction...GA07</span><br /></div><div face="lucida grande" style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-22902313954323300762011-01-25T04:33:00.000-05:002011-01-25T10:39:31.274-05:00SpotLight<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8o35z6q_HEAZLjFQNX-2-NUbXhVyFs7-xOwDJRPfTWX4sMNKEWBezdDFeR-Da-O2M61GAuyfQbHZ5A5ZDgbp5FB6nEWMF_aZnhchFpHj7ChChG-L4j2s2jgzVYLi6o3hvMfftrWERQWY/s1600/giraffe.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8o35z6q_HEAZLjFQNX-2-NUbXhVyFs7-xOwDJRPfTWX4sMNKEWBezdDFeR-Da-O2M61GAuyfQbHZ5A5ZDgbp5FB6nEWMF_aZnhchFpHj7ChChG-L4j2s2jgzVYLi6o3hvMfftrWERQWY/s400/giraffe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566148422881296658" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;">People are like stained-glass windows.<br /> They sparkle and shine when the sun is out,<br /> but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed<br /> only if there is a light from within.<br /><br /><i>~ Elizabeth Kübler-Ross ~</i></span> </div></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-70578845844562778892011-01-18T12:27:00.001-05:002011-01-18T12:30:05.157-05:00PussyCat<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV1slARmXwmPCesv5nrchkB9qoVzTHOsv-nb4u0agcQV43CBawUfiyucT8wCH-xsf46UJnmKaUcLaSNRP-Rr8Pb63QAOjMhdjlYS-CWOGyBc-UqpS_SpmN0YtNhky14b8mxlI8MFdvw8U/s1600/pussycat1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV1slARmXwmPCesv5nrchkB9qoVzTHOsv-nb4u0agcQV43CBawUfiyucT8wCH-xsf46UJnmKaUcLaSNRP-Rr8Pb63QAOjMhdjlYS-CWOGyBc-UqpS_SpmN0YtNhky14b8mxlI8MFdvw8U/s400/pussycat1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563578879841943874" border="0" /></a><br />Hear me bellow, as my Ivory Tower beckons.<br /></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-82810925554442988142011-01-13T23:51:00.001-05:002011-01-13T23:53:22.852-05:00Bleed, Sweet Blue.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJMwGcrM4x-rp7zMsRLzLHadcrfCoAb8kVDxZV88B5JvLwXwam804MfgvChsGxlqJlijZygyxMo_OCuqacig1gkbGyHSz16DaL5Wk99b1ST-wBboydSX4OSYEy6KrlIkWGcnKNQfK7K8/s1600/veil.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiJMwGcrM4x-rp7zMsRLzLHadcrfCoAb8kVDxZV88B5JvLwXwam804MfgvChsGxlqJlijZygyxMo_OCuqacig1gkbGyHSz16DaL5Wk99b1ST-wBboydSX4OSYEy6KrlIkWGcnKNQfK7K8/s400/veil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561899903963539106" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">meat hook<br /></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6841754497766435246.post-57529625464628988072011-01-07T05:37:00.000-05:002011-01-07T11:43:47.394-05:00Let's get lost "my darling"<div style="text-align: center;"> <span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;" >My passport is ready! Oh and your love for black and white films. lol but subtitles too. I know just how to get there.<br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="380" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GKN1T3K1idg?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GKN1T3K1idg?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="385"></embed></object></div>Ahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02514501974295453408noreply@blogger.com0