Saturday, May 26, 2012
Hold my Hand
Thursday, September 29, 2011
My girlfriend is cheating on me
They had a girl’s night out to do some drinkin’, she’s got that look like she’s been sneakin’
I asked her what’s been going down
She said where they were there were no men allowed, and then she smiled like she’s been getting down.
I didn’t know she bought a new man, and that dude was sitting in her bag
My girlfriends’ cheating on me with her nipple cream, at least that’s what it seems.
It’s her nipple cream, the kind that makes her scream.
Sparks fly when she does the areola rub
She digs putting it on her halo’s of love
If you saw her rack you’d think the turkeys done, all because of her nipple cream.
I know she cheats on me with her nipple cream.
Now she gets in the shower without me,
when I look in the shower her back is to me.
Her thumbs get more action than I do when her thumb and fingers turn her magic screws
Her new favorite cream isn’t the kind that good for her skin to make her wrinkle free.
She loves her nipple cream. At least that’s what it seems.
It’s the kind that makes her scream.
She’s a soldier on the areola front; she puts it on her pink thimbles just for fun
She can’t wait to rub the fun bags alone.
I told her Pepe wants to play, all I got was thanks but I’m OK.
Now it’s Rosy and me thanks to her nipple cream.
My girlfriend’s cheating on me with her nipple cream, at least that’s what it seems.
The nipple cream has kept her meat free, now she doesn’t need some ding-a-ling
She rings her bell to a different beat, as long as she has her nipple cream
The kind that makes her scream, Shes a soldier on the areola front
She cant wait to put it on her halos of love
When she turns around you know the turkeys done
I’ll be at the solo mombo, and I know it aint the last one
‘Cause my girlfriend is cheating on me with her nipple cream
Emo Guy
Emo guy emo guy, I don’t understand why you wear your sisters pants,
Emo guy emo guy, you’re so emotional, you must dress like a girl.
Emo guy emo guy, what is up with that wind tunnel hair
Emo guy emo guy, don’t you know you look like a tool even though you think your cool ‘cause you look like all your friends.
Emo guy we just want to know the fuck is wrong you
We want to help you pull your head out of your ass.
If I kicked you in the nuts would it help you buy the right pants?
Emo guy my 12 year old sister is pissed ‘cause you stole all of her shit.
(slower)
Emo guy please don’t cry your makeup will run and you’ll look like a dead raccoon.
Emo guy I don’t mean it. Just stop crying. Don’t worry, everyone likes you.
Here emo guy this will help. It’s a new pink sweater 2 sizes too small.
(normal)
Emo guy please don’t cry. We don’t know what the hell is wrong with you
If I kick you in the nuts will it help you buy the right pants?
Emo guy my little sister is still pissed you stole all of her pants
You need to disinfect and bring all of them back
Emo guy please don’t cry, please don’t cry, please don’t cry
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
It's time
I have seen and beaten the beast of addiction. It is time to take back our children, the youth of America, and all the minds lost that are dying inside and out from the drugs polluting fresh minds. ruining lives, spreading hate to and through the peaceful. It is time to get back the minds and lives of those affected by the self inflicted disease, deceiving and self demoralizing drug. It is time to take back the real you, those willfully stealing their own potential, their own potential, their own desires locked away in a prison from the inside that keeps people wanting to get high. It is time to give your selves to unlock your personal chains forcing unwilling but self afflicted habit of an unnecessary and useless, but very real need to the condemned that closed their own cuffs. It is time to be yourselves again, ourselves again, and stop looking in from the outside and feeling helpless towards the demons that keep people locked down; keeping order to its own rule, the main rule, to keep the chemical coming. Who is tired of crying, complaining, then rationalizing the need to say anything that will allow your own demise. Another shovel load dug out of rock bottom while rationalizing permission given to yourself to feed the need plunge it in , sniff it up, smoke it down, or stay trapped where ever it is you feel escape is impossible. Just to be angry and upset feeling guilty that we have let us do that to ourselves once again. Every time we knew we would, while feeling afraid we might not again. Wishing you felt confused, but you know why, Addiction
Let us bring everyone together. let us find those that will lead us honestly with respect for ethics and morals. let us be serious about helping our own afflictions be gone and help our brethren and sisters up from their own struggle. Let us try permanent kindness and respect, instead of random acts. Fuel a desire for peace by using peaceful ways. There is no need for a warhead to lead us. It is time to show the relentless pursuit of evil afflicting many how they have gone wrong, and how a common goal of a stress free life that promotes well being will benefit all. Take the angry souls full of hatred with plans of strange mathematics that read as violence equals or leads to harmony and solidarity. This should be a time of perpetual joy; life is a blessing. Take the evil souls and pray for them that they may learn understanding, respect, selflessness, and kindness equal peace. It is time to bring it all together and live a plan where all are respected and treated truly as equals. Because when people start losing stereotypes, prejudices, and our own personal chains, many minds will be freed.