pirateprince

I'm having fun living in AnnieCruz' pussy. We both have sweaty sex stink all over us and can't wash off cuz her husband is fixing the plumbing. I'm looking at her now, I think we should go fuck again!

AnnieCruz and I are now hangin in LA for a while. She has a nice little house. Im wearing her husbands boots. He doesn't mind if we sex each other, but he doesn't know Annie and I were in Jamaica together for the past 5 days... so I'm living one hell of a hot scandal. What else ya wanna know?

Im going to Jamaica tomorrow, and then to Cali for a few days... I just foud this out lastnight See you all in, I dont know how many days, depends on how long AnnieCruz uses me as her whore machine

~Mystique~
Ummm, I just lost my last goddamn poem on this site.
Should I laugh, at the freedom from this burden lost?
Heavily, my heart felt truly sad.
Did you realize you have no love
whore.
I did, and that is why I don't care if I live in shame.
I'm alone with no one to talk to,
a star you haven't seen.

"I would...
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Soon many fine stories, you live this life when you have pinays. You can have your brazillians, nubians, china dolls... I got pinays.

~Rawrrr~
Take me
Break me
forsake me
I want to be helpless after you
I want to be worthless after you
a trampled nothing
a forgotten whisper
Untamed and bleeding
this how I write such beautiful music

There's some new pics, they all suck. It has been raining for over a week in the Detroit area and the temperature today is like fucking late March. I'm sicking of taking my own pics, it's time someone just walked around and photgraphed me lookin cool all day, without crampin my style. This all means nothing, the pics suck, this journal sucks, no one gives...
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I hear the birds sing and the rain lightly fall.
With the one who loves my soul so far away.
Read my last journal you beautiful crazy people.

I'm not as free as death would allow me to be.
The same face, a different day,
of feeling,
Why does it all happen as I walk away,
there's got to be a reason you say,
so we separate and I contemplate
Do I want to share these thoughts with you?
Too much on my mind

*New York Dolls album Too Much Too Soon is...
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I killed the whore switch, I'm an out of order slut machine. Someone and I have really busted up each others souls