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Friday, 10 August 2007

  • capture me..

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    I awoke.
    Unmotivated.
    I dream.

    I'm sorry, again. (..and again..and again..)

    Your blue eyes, my blue car.

    "..you eat rotten peaches?"
    "Yes. Sell me yours."

    Watch the sunrise with me. You're insignificant.

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    stop time,
    I'll wait.

Friday, 20 July 2007

  • the mind..

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    So lately, I've been feeling lifeless. (I get that feeling every now and then, so really, it's nothing new.) It must be the borderline at work. I can't sleep. I have constant headaches. I just want to be taken away, out of my own misery..

    It's almost an addiction..actually, it is an addiction.

    My mind is buried in a novel about chrono-displacement disorder..about meeting your soulmate at six, when he's forty.

    and All I need is love.

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    the confusion..

Monday, 05 February 2007

  • A crack at Ten O' Clock.

    It's pretty big crack to be honest. The two cheeks are squeezed together and pushed up by her tight fitting, low-rise jeans. They looked awfully uncomfortable, like a fat baby with their fat bellies rolling over their tight diapers. I can see the redness, the irritated skin and the place where her jeans are just too tight.

    They need to be let out.

    She wore a red and blue striped underwear from Victoria's Secret Pink Collection. I know, because I have one that's similar. Only mine is in blue-green stripes, and in x-small. Hers must be a x-large, or perhaps Victoria's Secret make their underwears in xx-large also..I wonder.

    Doesn't matter, I guess, because either way, her underwear is as tight fitting as her jeans and the elastic band made an imprint on her flabby white skin.

    The dimples. I can see them still so clearly in my head. I still remember their individual places on the surface, above the red and blue stripes. Because I wondered how in the world they must have gotten there. Then eventually my mind got tired, and I decided to name them all (the dimples). Hell, I must have looked at them for quite sometime.

    Unattractively, I was attracted to it/them.

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