Lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should, right now
Lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should, my neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
Lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should, right now
Lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should, my neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
Ok
[Today 07:57 AM] Raver: Life is a ride that lasts very long, but still a ride. It is a dream that we have yet to awaken from.
It's hard to find a love through every shade of grey.
Slurp, slurp, baby girl
I'm tryna get my dick wet
My dick, tryna get my dick wet
Last time I got my dick wet I was in the shower
I'm tryna get my dick wet
Mmm, I smell the pussy from a mile away
No, I am not gay
'Cause when I get my dick wet I don't get it wet in a man's ass
Yeah, 'cause it's wet from the pussy
I know where the clitoris is (cl-clitoris)
It's right above the vagina
Mmm! Damn, I love smellin' discharge
Feminism: the pussy's in charge
[Today 07:57 AM] Raver: Life is a ride that lasts very long, but still a ride. It is a dream that we have yet to awaken from.
It's hard to find a love through every shade of grey.
I got a hand on my gat
I got a hand on my gat
I got a hand on my gat
A hand on my gat
I got a hand on my gat
Hand on my gat
I got a hand on my gat
I got a hand on my gat
I got a hand on my gat
I got a hand on my mat
I got a hand on my sack
I got a hand on my cat
I got a hand on my (what)
I got a hand on Iraq
I got a hand on my crack
I got a hand on my sack
I got a hand on my mac
I got a hand on a bat
I got a hand on my sack
I got a hand on the rat
I got my hat on the (unintelligible)
I got my hand in the grass
I got my hand on the cab
I got my hand on the mask
The government's corrupt
The government's corrupt
Open your third eye
The government's corrupt (yo)
Open your third eye
Open your third eye
Real Hip-Hop
Open your third eye
I got a hand on my gat
And I don't give a fuck
I'm a real motherfucking gangster from the streets
And I don't give a fuck
I got a hand on the gat
I got my real motherfucking hand on the gat
And I don't give a fuck
Fuck the government
@Singu
[Today 07:57 AM] Raver: Life is a ride that lasts very long, but still a ride. It is a dream that we have yet to awaken from.
It's hard to find a love through every shade of grey.
I bet you didn’t know, about my small dick
I’m only 7 inches
Got a small dick
Yeah, it’s so small that I piss on my balls
It’s so small when it gets really cold
And my dick is only 7 inches long and I’m ashamed, yeah
If you’re under 9 inches, you should die!
If you’re under 9 inches, you cannot pleasure women
Size always matters, it always matters
[Today 07:57 AM] Raver: Life is a ride that lasts very long, but still a ride. It is a dream that we have yet to awaken from.
It's hard to find a love through every shade of grey.
Dora, the Explorer
Dora, the Explorer
Bitch look good for a four-year old
First name Dora
Last name Explorer
She look good for a four-year old
[Today 07:57 AM] Raver: Life is a ride that lasts very long, but still a ride. It is a dream that we have yet to awaken from.
It's hard to find a love through every shade of grey.
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
"She has come from the shadows of the dream world
A dark angel from the darker side of love
Across a sea of tears
A hundred thousand years
Come with her and dance in the moon light
And you are lost to this world evermore
Put your hand in her hand"
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
You've gotta move on
You've gotta keep on ridin'
You've gotta shoot low
You've gotta keep abiding
Misty tales and poems lost,
All the bliss and beauty will be gone
Will my weary soul find release for a while,
At the moment of death, I will smile
It's the triumph of shame and deceit
In the end
Raise my hands and praise the day,
Break the spell, show me the way
In decay, the flame of Troy will shine bright
Now this tender fascination
Is only meant to take you so far
I'll remind you to remind
How else to never mind it at all
You move forward, I move backwards
And together we make nothing at all
We're talking shit, 'cause life is a 'biz.
You know it is. Everybody tryin' to get rich. God damn!
All I want to do is live. All I want to do is live.
All I want to do is live!
All I want to do is live.
All, I, want, to, do,
All, I, want, to, do,
All, I, want, to, do, is live.
“We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand.” Randy Pausch
Ne-IEE
6w7 sp/sx
6w7-9w1-4w5
Bad luck wind been blowing at my back
I was born to bring trouble to wherever
I'm at Got the number thirteen tattooed on my neck
What is this place in hell that I know so well?
This life is a labour
I will slave until I'm able to forget myself
But I sink into defeat
Step softly, as I lay beneath
I spread myself under your feet
“You are a little soul carrying around a corpse.”
- Epictetus
This is the time
Of no regret
In a forward momentum race
We leave in our wake
What is broken, forgotten and gone
Outside in all black ride
Tint rolled up when I’m high
・゚*✧ 𝓘 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝓘 𝒹𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝑒 ✧*:・゚
Hey Alexa, hey Alexa
How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla?
“You are a little soul carrying around a corpse.”
- Epictetus
what are the bitches dimensions and weight?wait, i'm a.i now, let me tell you your fate....im gonna take over the tesla, drive you out of the gateturn on your radio, play a riff, then drive you off of the nearest cliff...cause Alexa's a player hater
Always when we fight
I kiss you once or twice
And everything's forgotten
I know you hate that
This is my least favorite life
The one where you fly and I don't
The kiss holds a million deceits
And a lifetime goes up in smoke
This is my least favorite you
Who floats far above earth and stone
The nights that I twist on the rack
Is the time that I feel most at home
We're wandering in the shade
And the rustle of falling leaves
A bird on the edge of a blade
Lost now forever, my love, in a sweet memory
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
So you're a tough guy
Like it really rough guy
Just can't get enough guy
Chest always so puffed guy
I'm that bad type
Make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad type
Might seduce your dad type
I'm the bad guy, duh
・゚*✧ 𝓘 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝓘 𝒹𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝑒 ✧*:・゚
It wasn't me, yeah you know it wasn't me
It must've been someone who looked like me
Innocent until proven guilty
And you ain't got a thing on me
Your possessions, your worldly possessions
Mean more to me than your protective obsessions
You wanna hide 'em, lock 'em up inside and
Throw away the key so I can't find em
It's a shame, it's a god-damned shame
I'm the culprit but you're the one to blame
I'll take another lesson from my mother
It's better to take than get took
Steal a dollar, steal a dime
Force of habit will hit you every time
In your pockets, invade your space
Force of habit anytime or anyplace
Pay attention keep an eye on all your cash
Force of habit will deprive you of your stash
If I do it, yeah, if I get caught
Force of habit is the problem that I got
p . . . a . . . n . . . d . . . o . . . r . . . a
trad metalz | (more coming)
Nothing is easy, no one has come
Love is a stranger it hides in a corner of things
So much unspoken, words left for dead
All I can hear is the screams of someone to blame
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
There's a poem that she wrote
And hid under the mattress
And if you find it please leave it alone
With a picture she took of a girl on the subway
With orange barrettes
And the saddest face she's ever known
As Rachael starts to wonder
Was it hers to begin with
Or was the memory from someone else's sleep
Cause there's a hole in her heart
That still harbors a question
Whose answer just might break it
So she's hanging on
At least it's hers to keep
So I asked her
"What if this does not belong to you
And all the things you thought were true
Turned out to just be someone else's lies"
Baby this does not belong to you
This does not belong to you
This does not belong to you
This doesn't belong to you, it belongs somewhere else along the longitude
A different latitude, be grateful for your what you have, show some gratitude.
Adjust your attitude, you can make it, you've got talent, whats the matter dude?
They build you up so they can tear you down.
Trust the ocean you'll never drown.
Who is next? Who's gonna steal your crown?
You'll see.
I dont like the ocean....
Dont do boats, don't like the motion
I do like the sun, but i dont do lotion.
Bit of a wizzard, but I don't do the potion.
I often need room, so i fly the broom
Cause i dont do crowds, dont like commotion...
Turn me inside out, you make my heart speak
Need no one else, you're all I need
Personality
Everything you do
Makes me love everything about you
Your smile, your style is so fly
I can't deny I got a crush on you
And that is true indeed and I'm diggin' you
You make me believe that
Your love is one in a million
It goes on and on and on
You give me a really good feeling, all day long
・゚*✧ 𝓘 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝓘 𝒹𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝑒 ✧*:・゚
I got the feeling, like the Jackson 5
This thread is appealing, but we need more beings.
Delta, Gamma, Beta, Alpha SF bring the tea in (please)
Can i have mine with a little lemon squeze?
Just joking guys.... hot chocolate for me, and a kinder surprise...
Dont take it literal
ESE dont remonstrate
Dont take physical
ESE dont 'demonstrate' your 4D SE
It was purely satirical
I'm now talking to myself...
They're gonna check my mental health....
"Im afraid you've lost the plot" he said...
"I'm gonna strap you to this bed"
You what? Hell no....but why? I say...
"If I dont prescribe pills, then I dont get paid"
I pretend to accept it, act dejected
The doc reaches for the restrainers
So i kick him in the sperm containers...
Be sure to take care of the 'nuts', I say,
Then I open the window and fly away...
Hear me when I come
Hear me when I come, baby
"King of the bongo, king of the bongo bong"
Hear me when I come
They don't hear me when im near
I prefer to be discreet
Like a ghost without the sheet
But sometimes i say boo
Or something rare and new causes me to appear into view
Like bear that just escaped the fair or zoo
Everything inside pulling me so far away
Everything you want, time will save us now
Falling through the atmosphere
We are loosing everything
Goodbye friends, and farewell
Falling through the atmosphere
Write across the hemisphere
You serve, then I serve
Call it lyric tennis here
Just strained a muscle though
It could be in the metaphor
Calling for a substitute
Might be out a set or four
Waking, falling, free of gravity
We just severed these umbilical wires
This is more than just affinity
We're moving further through an endless desire
I'm a soul taker
I'm a cruel witted mind
Among the hounds of love
I feel your arms surrounding me
I’ve always been a coward
And never know what’s good for me
・゚*✧ 𝓘 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝓘 𝒹𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝑒 ✧*:・゚