(...)
we are for eachother: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis

ee cummings, in since feeling is first

What I want is to be needed.
What I need is to be indispensable to somebody.
Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time,
my ego, my attention.
Somebody addicted to me.
A mutual addiction.


~Chuck Palahniuk, in Choke

Guts.

Do you have them?

http://chuckpalahniuk.net/features/shorts/guts

Whatever he does, Palahniuk never stops amazing me.

But I do.

This morning I woke up and remembered an embarrassing sex story. Everyone has embarrassing sex stories, I hope.

Once, a girl and I were in bed together, masturbating. She was on her back, naked, touching herself, and I was above her, mostly naked, doing the same. I was eighteen or nineteen years old, and all I could think about was coming on her breasts. You know, like on the Internet. I think, probably, I was saying something to that effect. I wasn't mentioning the Internet, of course, but I was saying I'm going to come on you, I'm going to come on you. I'm classy like that. I don't remember how she felt about the whole coming-on-her idea, actually, but I can tell you that I was very excited about it. I was almost lying on top of her. I was leaned forward so far. So when I felt my orgasm coming, I looked down between us to watch for, "the come shot."

And then I came in my own eye. It came right at me, like a 3D movie gone terribly wrong, and it stung. I started clawing at my face. She laughed and laughed while I tried frantically to wipe my eye clean. She was curled up naked on the bed, laughing so hard there were tears. I started laughing too. I couldn't help it. We both laughed until it hurt, until the muscles in our cheeks were sore from smiling, and then we looked up at her ceiling, on our backs, exhausted. For the rest of that afternoon, every once in a while one of us would start laughing again and then so would the other. It is one of my favourite memories.

I used to say I never want children. But I do. And I want grandchildren. I want them to have lovers and I want them to know how good it feels to embarrass yourself so totally in front of someone you care about. I want the world to last forever just for moments like that. How sappy can you get? But I do.

in http://www.asofterworld.com/oq-display.php?id=65

i will follow you into the dark

*sigh*
<3

Eagle vs. Shark

A tale of hope for every doofus out there.

Mudar de Bina

Possivelmente, o artista português que mais me agrada de momento.
http://www.myspace.com/norbertolobo

Hoje, no Maus Hábitos.

Club 8 - The Boy Who Couldn't Stop Dreaming

swedish music is what makes me keep on dreaming.