tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98527642011-04-21T16:39:15.100-07:00blast itBlast it is an explosion of feelings. Expect mother fucking ass screwing cocksucking nipple twiddling and hot love making action in a steamy bubbly ecstatic melting pot. Lick your thumb, massage ya tummy and indulge. =)scrougrageesheethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06965886669878794074noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9852764.post-1109329852308224692005-02-25T03:10:00.000-08:002005-02-25T03:10:52.306-08:00<a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/3780/1024/Image20.jpg'><img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/185/3780/320/Image20.jpg'></a><br />I'm so tired.. <a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9852764-110932985230822469?l=sienatescrougrageeshat.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>scrougrageesheethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06965886669878794074noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9852764.post-1104410229280446972004-12-30T04:19:00.000-08:002004-12-30T04:37:09.280-08:00Hitoday is two days from not calling Peiwen. She has abandoned me, forsaken me, ditched me and dumped me and I am still hanging on. I don't know what would shake me off her. Izzit a crush? It seems all other girls are but flowers by the road side, pituresque images in my mind but fleeting not staying.
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<br />She is a very loving girl. Each moment with her is so magical; like a fairytale that has to be told again and again. I believe my life will be a life of colour and wonder and magic and mystery and she will be the magic wand that puts all this under control as i stand in awe and gaze helplessly. Unable to pull myself from the mystical, bewildering draw into her whirlpool of blissful sleep and dreamy wonderland.
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<br />She is love. Her touch is the touch of love and beads of accacia seeds flow from her fingertips like wisps of magic spells making her like a witch. A witch, no, a fairy with such charm and allure. She is the model Elite, her face is like the face of Gold midas shining with all its glory and radiance. If a myriad of pictures would be taken of her lest her knowledge to capture her in a moment of her day, it would just be a flow of a child taking in the beauty of the world and enjoying the warmth of life and smiling at nothingness and feeling ol' so joyful. Happiness; yea i find it in her.
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