You’ll never know.

You don’t know.

You won’t know.

I need you so badly.

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At least that’s what I think.

You’ll never knowwww.

I want you

I want you

I want you

I need you

I want you

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PLEASE?!

My heart is like a wheel

Let me roll it to you.

“Ohh John…jesus.” Paul breathed, his hands slowly inching toward the small of John’s back which was coated in a thin layer of sweat. John planted small, sporadic kisses all over Paul’s face, neck, ears and chest as his thrusts gradually increased in strength and speed. It seemed as though their bodies were made for one another; John was somehow able to hit Paul directly in the perfect ways every single time. When bodies would be thrown together in a tangle during sex with anyone else, Paul and John seemed to be molded perfectly together; rarely was there any discomfort at all.

Paul wrapped his arms around John and pulled him closer, longing for more heat, more friction, more John. John recognized Paul’s longings and complied, being sure to press himself into Paul as much as possible as he thrusted. He could feel Paul’s hardness against his stomach, throbbing, and most likely sweetly agonizing.

“I love you.” John panted between kisses. The only reply was a throaty moan, but John knew it translated into an ‘i love you too’.

He continued thrusting, harder, deeper, at Paul’s command. After a while, he began to feel as though he couldn’t hold on much longer.

“Paul..I’m gonna..c-” He grunted, but Paul interrupted him, “I know, me too.” John burried his face into the crook of his love’s neck, his increasingly labored breathing sending chills down Paul’s spine.

“Johhn” Paul whimpered, clawing at John’s back, desperately trying to hold on. With a few more primal, deliberate thrusts, John released deep into Paul, crying out into his neck. The feeling of John’s warm release sent Paul over the edge as well and he echoed his partner’s cries. They rode out their orgasms, shuddering and whispering unintelligable words of affection.”

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Pictures from my candid photoshoot with the lovers twain.

They’re beautiful.

And so deeply in love.

P/J Fo’evah!

Liberated?

August 20, 2007

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MAKE ART, NOT WAR

August 19, 2007

I am going to create.

I don’t care if you’re never proud of your little girl.

I’m making shit with my life. 

I’d much rather be a starving artist than to be locked up in a damn prison-like cubicle everyday.

That you wouldn’t understand.

Laura and I belong to a certain breed.

We will break free one of these days.

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Hello, I Love You

August 17, 2007

Oh my love, stick your tongue in Paul’s mouth and call it a day =]

Very excited about this weekend.  Hopefully it will be absolutely fantastic.

Hm…I thought I had a lot to say…but I don’t, really.

Kevin- You’re discriminating just because you think you’re cool.  You’re ‘gay’ because you think you’re cool.  Everything you do is filtered by the brainwashing society. You are possibly the biggest drag I have ever come to know.  Go fuck your lamp.

Ashlee-  Darling, having a family member leave is a very tough thing to go through.  My empathies.  We need to get together and be artsy…or hippie…or both duh. Haha.

Tabitha-  Your mother will be the death of our relationship….that, or Miguel…or both.

Miggie- *you’ll never know bwaha!*

John my dearest love- I love you so very very very much.  I love seeing you so happy with Paul.  Just don’t sex him so hard next time, ‘kay?  You might really hurt him…and yourself.  And we certainly don’t want that!

Laura- I love you.  And I miss you.  Write me back and let me know if you’re still reaching that toilet.

Hmm I guess I did actually have a bit more to say than I thought….Whatevs.

Peace <3

A very tough John-day yesterday.

I don’t think I’ve ever freaked out that badly.  I was sobbing before tears even had time to fall.

My poor baby….he did not deserve that.  He didn’t deserve any of it.  It wasn’t fairrrrrrr.

I’m still having a hard time with it….

I laid out in my driveway with some incense last night to try and catch a glimpse of the meteor shower.  Despite the light pollution, I managed to see eight shooting stars.

I made a wish…can’t tell you what it was ;]  But I bet you can guess.  You are pretty clever, after all.

It’s too bad I was alone.

Next weekend…please?

NO, MY BABY!

August 12, 2007

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Whhhhhhhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyyyyyyy did they do it to you?!

Oh my poor Johnny…you didn’t deserve it.

How could they let that happen?

Why would she do it?

*Holds you*

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Rest in peace, my only love.

I want you to know that you absolutely disgust me.

I want nothing more than to yell at you until your stupid ears bleed.

You suck, this year sucks, people suck.  YOU SUCK.

Why has everything changed for the absolute worst?

Creepy barnacles and Sexual predators.

Even you can’t prevent them from haunting my dreams.

Hold me though you do, I’m still under attack.  I’m so paranoid.  Maybe it’s because I’m alone more often than not.  That’s never good for a child’s developement.  I’m still only fifteen, you know.

My hair’s getting longer and I’m so excited.  Soon, it will be beautiful, lush, wavy…hippie. Mmm, hairrr.

Just call me angel in the morning, mommy.

Psh…I hate/miss you.

Oh My Sweet And Lovely

August 3, 2007

Today, I loved you.

And tomorrow, I will do it all over again.

This life of devotion to you isn’t so bad.  You make me more happy than anyone else could.  And you don’t even try.  You can’t try.  You don’t know me.

 However, it is a pain to love you so much more than most other people.  How am I to find a boyfriend this way?  I only love you.  Quite troublesome.

But it’s okay.  It isn’t your fault, after all.

I would gladly accept your fours.  And I would congratulate you on finding your pretty things.  Baby, I would take such good care of you.  I would tuck you in at night and hold you close.  I would make you soup/tea/whatever else you may want when you aren’t feeling well.  I would rub your shoulders when you’ve had a long day.  I’d help you write when you’ve got writer’s block.

 I’d do anything for you. <3

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