Piercing Glares, Enticing Stares

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This Has Lost Its Meaning

by Piercing Glares, Enticing Stares on October 14, 2008 |   Trackback URI   |     Email This Post Email This Post   |   20 Views  

Did you mean what you said
when you said what you said
when I heard you speak?

Could I say it any clearer?

When I smile at you, can you feel it?
When I think about you, can you hear it?

When I question you, curse your name, and fall
crying myself to sleep again, are you there with me
Lying in bed with me, holding me close as if
we were already lovers again?

When will I return?

I looked into the mirror again and saw myself
again bags under hollow brown eyes
God, you look so vacant
Where did your insides go and
how long has it been?

This dream can’t last forever baby, it just can’t
She took herself too seriously man, look what it got her
God, I’m so confused
Why can’t she come down already, come down to
my level, right? Down where the shabby self-hatred lives

Rise up Christian brothers before
this right hand pulls you down

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933 Pacific St.

by Piercing Glares, Enticing Stares on October 4, 2008 |   Trackback URI   |     Email This Post Email This Post   |   3 Views  

I’m going to set myself on fire and dance, and laugh while I burn. You get me wet, gasoline soaked, dangerously close with your flaming lips. What sort of drug am I on? Catalog list of your vices: done that, done that, ooo that looks fun. Could I live your life for a day? Fuck your insides til I feel what it means to be you? Jumping up and down inside of your skin I finally felt alive.

Till I woke up again alone along side this lonely bed and empty mattress. What do you want from me, god? I’ve tried so hard to live a good life, but yet I can’t be happy. She would do, or she would do, but it’s not love, it’s just the gentle sound of settling. A slow creak in my bones as I lowered myself upon her. Bones on bones crackling lust and friendship, but not much more. I wonder how long I could last in that sort of hell, unfairly cast demoness constanly searching for a beatific ideal that I can’t provide. You’re the villain in my play baby, no matter how hard you try.

She’s got freckles on her nose, you know. How can I compete with that? If only I could leave her like she left me, unsatisfied. But what I’m selling, she ain’t buying. I sold my soul on credit, to a bank that foreclosed on my heart. Can I destroy my dignity with poor metaphor any more intensely? Lonely night comes full circle, alone in a crowd. Alone in the train, alone at home, finally comfortable in my solitude. Oh tricky here to there.

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To the Guy I met at the bar last night

by Piercing Glares, Enticing Stares on September 25, 2008 |   Trackback URI   |     Email This Post Email This Post   |   316 Views  

I was the tall blonde with the nice rack, tight jeans and oh so tan body. You bought me drinks all night long. After the bar closed, we went back to my place for more drinks. After many many drinks we headed back to my bedroom where we started kissing and fondling each other. I even allowed you to get into my panties. I explained to you that I wasn’t willing to go ” all the way” after just meeting you. Your exact words were ” thats ok, we can just lay here and cuddle” i thought that was some of the sweetest words I had ever heard. Little did I know about the ASSHOLE inside you.

I woke up to the birds chirping but couldn’t open my right eye, and you were gone. I went and looked in the mirror and saw DRIED EJACULATE on my face and in my eyelashes. I also found it on my breadspread and headboard. You disgusting pig, no it dosent end there. I went to thebathroom to wash your filth off and found that not only had you jacked off in my face while I was asleep, but you also took a SHIT on my bathroom floor.

What kind of peice of shit jacks off on someone when they are sleeping and then shits on the floor. I finally got your mess cleaned up and took a long hot shower, and went into my kitchen to make some coffee. There I find you took the entire 12 pack I bought last night along with a fifth of Patron….So lets recap what happened.

I fell asleep thinking this guy was so sweet and was going to have sex with him in the morning, to waking up with dried cum on my face, in my hair, eyes, on my headboard, etc.. and walking into my bathroom to find a turd coiled up on the floor like a snake ready to attack, and to top it all off, you took all the beer and a fifth of $55.00 patron out of my fridge….

FUCK YOU ASSHOLE!!!!!

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Anyway, we were all at Sea World and it was hotter than hell, so we decided to go to a show to cool off for a while. It was one of those shows where the dolphins jump up and do tricks and then the big killer whale splashes everybody with water. And at this show I started watching the dolphins jump around, and it just captivated me. I admired their soft slippery skin. It was just so exotic; I had never felt that way before. Looking at those soft underbellies and long slender fins was like seeing the face of God. I came out of my dolphin-induced trance and wiped the sweat from my brow. It was then that I realized that I had an aching erection. I became alarmed, but that only made it throb harder. For the entire rest of the show I tried my damnedest to keep my arousal in check, but every glance I took at the cetaceans in the pool below induced a surge of hormones from my perspiring testicles.

Not a joke, and not a ‘happy ending’. My wife left me because the dolphins at Sea World gave me an erection.

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Important things I learned:

    A kiss begins to sexually stimulate a man instantly.
    If a Christian man is kissing his date and it gives him an erection (often just the possibility of a kiss can do this), is God or his date being honored?
    Is this healthy for the man to get sexually aroused time after time without sexual release? When men become sexually aroused a large amount of blood flows to the genitals. If ejaculation does not occur; the build up of blood can become painful. That just can’t be a good thing for anyone! Ouch! :O)
    Just think how magical that first kiss will be if it is saved for your wedding day!
    The goal in any Christian relationship is to honor God. Prayer is intimate communication with God and can draw couples together in ways not intended if you are not careful. It’s better to pray together when you are with other Christians. This will help keep the focus on God and not allow thoughts and emotions to wander to prohibited areas.

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Knock knock

Oh hi, how’s it going? It’s me! Every girl ever. I’m really looking forward to this date. I’m not nearly as attractive as you remember me being because when we met the bar was dark and you were drunk. Come on in.

Let’s start off with the unavoidable tour of my incredibly typical post-college-girl apartment.

You’ll notice that I went ahead and purchased everything that Ikea and Pier 1 have ever produced. There’s my decorative birdcage over there even though I don’t have a bird, and there’s my gay wicker basket with bamboo poles in it. I don’t know what the hell that’s thing’s all about, but I bought it.

Hey check it out, I have more candles in here than a Roman Catholic Church. Doesn’t it smell like Hazelnut!? If I were to light all of my candles at once you could see my apartment from space! I fucking love candles!

Come on into the living room.

Oh, I see you met my cat there. That’s “Freddy Paws Jr.” Why don’t you pet him and act like you like cats even though you hate cats? There you go. Oh, he took a little swing at your eye there huh? Yeah, he’ll do that. Hey, let’s check out the kitchen.

Hey look at my refrigerator. There are pictures all over it! Look at all these pictures of me and my equally vacuous friends from college! We were so crazy! You can tell we’re really good friends because our faces are all pressed up against each other like that.

And check it out, we’re holding up alcoholic beverages to the camera in every single picture. That’s to prove that we were partying. College was so fun! But of course I don’t talk to any of these girls anymore because now they’re all bitches.

Let’s go back into the hallway!

Hey, before we leave I’m going to go in the bathroom for ten minutes for some mysterious reason. Why don’t you sit awkwardly in my big, stupid, round papizan chair over there while you wait for me. It’s like you’re sitting in a hug! Be right back…

Sorry that took a half an hour, I don’t know what the hell I was doing in there. Let’s go!

Wow! Thanks for opening my car door for me! I’m totally going to blow that meaningless gesture out of proportion and delude myself into thinking that you’re a really good guy because that’s what I want to believe.

Well, here we are at the restaurant. No thanks waiter, I don’t need to see a menu, just bring me some expensive things. Hey I know, while we wait, I’ll tell you all about my unspeakably boring job. I hate my boss. He’s a jerk! I might get another job. Maybe something in pharmaceutical sales.

Now let’s talk about my family. I love my family. I want you to love my family. I want my family to love you. I want you to make love to my family! I want you to go golfing with my semi-retarded brother Travis. That would be so God damned cute!

Wow! I can’t believe I ordered all this food! I have no intention of eating any of it. No thanks waiter, we don’t need a box. Just throw it out.

Hey, I’ve got an idea, let’s go to a bar and have an after dinner drink! It’ll be great, it will be just like how we’re drinking here, only it will be louder and we’ll have to stand up. Come on!

See, isn’t this better? Oh hey, what a coincidence. Look over there! It’s a group of my friends that I knew was going to be here. Let’s go over there so that they can judge you!

Hey, I have to go to the bathroom for a half an hour again for some reason. You can stay here and talk to my unbelievably hideous friend Christine! Christine’s so ugly she scares kids! Talk to her! She has a job and a family that she wants to talk to you about too. Be right back.

I’m back! Sorry I was gone for three hours, there was a line. I want to go home now.

Well here we are at my door again. This was really fun for me and not you. You should pretend like we’re going to do it again sometime! Maybe I’ll see you at Target a few months from now and we can avoid eye contact because you never called me. Here, have this awkward goodnight kiss that’s as empty as my soul. Good night!

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