Mood:  quizzical

This blog profile is struggling to be updated since time and resources are in the edge of shoratge and uncertainties. In other words, money is hard to earn for I am paying my hours in the net cafes, and the major reason... (I thought) creative juices always just got minimal flow plus the fact that I have been so slow rushing along with time.

I just have to let these gift (I just confirmed it is creativity, you know!) came out whenever, wherever and whatever it may cause (or benefit) me. You must know that I am in stage were I'm discovering myself far more deep.

I really want to have multiple blogs of sort, or what? (This is the third blog I tell you.) Now, this is a personal one. Really personal I presume.

I have so many stories and "kuris-kuris" to tell and share, but then, situations made it more hard to attain. I guess this would be another challenge--to live with pressure and hardship. I am positive, still.

Although, I don't know if I am in the right "track" right now.

I'm trying to psyche everything...having the ease of letting things happen on their own. But I know, it depends and it lays on my permission to let them occur.

Eversince, I have so many chance to change this happenings, but I choose to remain unmoving and swimming, cruising along the things, urges I suppose, letting them occur infront of me. It is always the "DUMB" me who is existing!

Am not at ease. Always. Really...

Mood:  flirty

Underneath.

It is hiding...coming...

It'll devour.

A crooked smile. Formin' unto its cold lips.

Its fangs. Peeking...

It can tear you apart.

Shred every tissue.

Every vein...

In stillness. Waiting...

For the right moment. Proper time...

To snatch you!

And feed unto your flesh...

Fill its thirst with your blood...

Nasty.

Creepy.

Crawling creature...

Mood:  incredulous

Guess what...

'tis my first time...*sighs*

Here in Angelfire™ blog.

I just knew I have to create an account as a subject requirement?

Perhaps, yes...                                                                                 'am totally freaking at first!-->

Well, I feel like...It's night time...high time?

...dunno still...

She's coming!

uhmm...ahh...The sky was dark.

                     The moon was high.

                        All alone just she and I.

      Her hair was soft...

             Her eyes were blue...

                   I knew just what...

                        She wanted to do.

       Her skin so soft...

             Her legs so fine...

                  I ran my fingers...

                        Down her spine...

        I didn't know how...

             But I tried my best...

                  I started by placing...

                        My hands on her breast...

         I remember my fear...

             My fast beating heart...

                  But slowly she spread...

                        Her legs apart...

          And when I did it...

              I felt no shame...

                   All at once...

                        The white stuff came...

            At last it's finished!

               It's all over now.

                    My first time ever...

                        At milking a cow...

*from an unknown source

HEHEHE...

Hoping this kind of post would be a good start?!

Kuris-kuris... labay-labay...