Does the intent to lie equal a lie?
Does the desire to deceive make it deception?
If I plan,
scheme,
slither,
and then bring it to the edge--
but never jump
am i still wrong?
will you convict me?
should i convict you?

mmmmm

This dark person is having a hard time being as emo as I would like to be right now. So give me a day or two and I'll be back with something sick and sensual.
there is too much light here, I need to go cover my head

You be me for a while and I'll be... what ever

Some one is trying to be me
My identity has been hijacked
Ya, someone is posting comments as me
Sick sexy comments
I should be mad
But it kind of turns me on
I had some one tell me once that they wanted to be me
Not be like me
But be me
I guess it just like that
So if you are here because of a comment on someone’s blog
Welcome
And as for you ... the wonderful person who also wants to be me...
You’re doing a great job
Keep it up
Now go out and make us some money slut!

let me bring you to tears
let yourself go
and feel what the world is saying to you

let me bring you to ecstasy
let yourself go
and allow yourself to finally be free

you know you want to
you know it's good for you
you know your going to
let your self go

immerse yourself in pain
immerse yourself in passion
allow yourself to feel
let yourself go

what's there to hold on to
what's there to control
sometimes
ya just got to
let yourself go

I know it's not about me
But I can’t help to wish it was
When the longing starts
When the thoughts become action
I wish I was the catalyst

I want to be the one
Who causes the ripple
That starts the motion
And leads to the waves
That pounds the shore
and leave you soaked through

I go through the motions
And try not to take center stage
I watch and wonder
When you start to move
Did my thoughts guide you

I want to be the one
Who causes the ripple
That starts the motion
and leads to the waves
that pounds the shore
and leave you soaked through

It's all about you
And your needs and desires
I will be constant support
However longing
I will not faulter

I want to be the one
Who causes the ripple
That starts the motion
and leads to the waves
that pounds the shore
and leave you soaked through

And maybe one day
As you look back at a sunset
Something will open your eyes
So you can see
What you have always been to me

ahhhh

I love to be clever

The great thing about being online is you really dont know who you are talking to

I have had guys try to pick me up on line
try to flirt with
And yes I've done my share of checking out the world's attactive people

but now i know the best to do
after the guy gets agrivating
i just tell him im my husband when he tries to flirt with me or asks if I want to see him naked

I love to watch men squirm

Go ahead
do your best
make me stop loving
it is easy to do
just keep it up
keep doing what you're doing
break my heart
what does it matter
when the pieces are scared
and worn
and torn
one more break wont make a difference

Is the world so sex deprived?

Am I?

Maybe.

If one more man asks if I want to see him naked.
I am just going to scream!

so what should I do,
just be who you want me to be?
forget who i am
for the sake of your needs

yah, i have heard of uncondional love
but save that
for the gods
the saints

i am a sinner
and I am not going to fit into your pattern
your habit
your perfect little world

I can be anything you want me to be
I can hide behind any mask
I can lie
and steal

would that make you happy
to posses me
and not know me at all

then, instead of my lover
you can be like all the rest

If you have never know the hardship and the pain of real love it is easy to romanticize about it. It is easy to look at that one over there with a heart that is full of desire and passion and hope. To let passion be all there is. The feeling where the desire seems to smother you to the point of death.

But real love is death
It is allowing a part of you to die for someone else
Sometimes against your own will
Sometimes against your own better judgement
But it's about love
Not about you anymore

It is consuming
It is pain
It isn't always worth it

Ah to be back in the day when it was all about
Lust
Passion
Desire
the physical
and nothing more

But no, I am no longer an innocent
I am a lover
so I must suffer