maggiezee

ZIPPO HOT TOUR.
FRIDAY NIGHT @ 8:00, THE VISULITE.
FAIRPLAY. BEST BAND EVER.

i'll be there. come vote for my brother's band in zippo's version of a national battle of the bands.

she slept the day away
much to content in her dreams
to lose it all by waking up

new holes.


i'm up to seven now. whopee!

bound and dangled.

new pics up.

so anyway.


bound and restrained
upside-down
swung around the room.

[[new doors were opened at purgatory. as in bondage doors.]]

i feel like a ghost in these parts
these parts and pieces you left me in
unable to tell which are mine
and which are just your throw aways.

so tell me again
how you loved me so
but couldn't stand the pain
of the sight of me so sickly.

couldn't stand to see me fall
but let me hit the ground
ruined and ravaged...
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she immersed her lemonlime manicured fingernails completely in the soapy water. smiling, she though about the last things her fingernails were doing. i probably left marks down your back, and on your thighs. she loved her completely. completely enough to wash dishes the old fashioned way. these are my dishes too. in my house. with my wife.. still young, she had her music blaring...
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terrified, she froze, lighter inches from her cigarette. someone was singing her favorite song, no where to be seen in the parking deck.

who else was here? i wasn't even supposed to be here. it was past three in the morning, and she often came to the deserted parking stucture to unwind and dance to the music she let pour out of her car.


the...
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startled, she stopped at the foot of her bed, seeing an figure already there.

"i just thought," a voice started from under the covers, "if i slept in your space, you'd be in my dreams."

she stood there, all sexy sultry in her black cocktail dress, smoking her almond cigarettes. she seemed so casual, but only because that was the side of her she wanted you to see.