June 2013
29 posts
Is it just me or is the current season of Mad Men so much better than the last?
Is it just me or has anyone else not slept in days?
Hi, hello, it’s me again
I’m at your door, come let me in
Summer sun says get out more
I need you, I want you
But I can’t get this feeling off my mind
My Sweet Lord
George Harrison
George Harrison - My Sweet Lord
Called out of work yesterday
and today
four day weekend
\m/
Play
Come to my soul saloon
Come to my waiting arms
I'll Never Belong
The King Khan & BBQ Show
The King Khan & BBQ Show - I’ll Never Belong
I've been drinking about you.
When I see you
My eyes turn blue
One more
Night
of your
Company
Born To Lose
Johnny Thunders
Johnny Thunders - Born To Lose
Compromise
Too lazy to go make the trip to Central Park, so I jogged around Maria Hernandez Park.
Still As The Night
Crystal Stilts
Crystal Stilts - Still As The Night
Bob Loblaw’s law blog.
You have the best snap chats. Ily
Haha, thanks karl!
Close contact on the couch was fine.
Meet me in Prospect Park.
Summer Babe (Winter Version)
Pavement
Pavement - Summer Babe (Winter Version)
May 2013
35 posts
Play
Sext me in emoji’s only.
yo is this you?
Lol, nope.
Hector, do you have a brother back in LA? Or some Hispanic companion from the area that knows you? Because I am in desperate need of a biography he has of James Dean. Thanks! p/s: What happened to your instagram?
My brother is 8. What companion? It’s gone.
Nailing it / blowing it
Money bags.
Listen
I know your eyes in the morning sun…
Listen
So I’m back to the velvet underground. Back to the floor that I love.
California, 2013.
Summer moon
Catch your shut eye
In my room
Venus
Air
Air - Venus
Lust is alright
When you’re drunk every night.
“Please master can I touch your cheeck
please master can I kneel at your feet
please master can I loosen your blue pants
please master can I gaze at your golden haired belly
please master can I have your thighs bare to my eyes
please master can I take off my clothes below your chair
please master can I can I kiss your ankles and soul
please master can I touch lips to your hard muscle hairless thigh
please master can I lay my ear pressed to your stomach
please master can I wrap my arms around your white ass
please master can I lick your groin gurled with blond soft fur
please master can I touch my tongue to your rosy asshole
please master may I pass my face to your balls,
please master order me down on the floor,
please master tell me to lick your thick shaft
please master put your rough hands on my bald hairy skull
please master press my mouth to your prick-heart
please master press my face into your belly, pull me slowly strong thumbed
till your dumb hardness fills my throat to the base
till I swallow and taste your delicate flesh-hot prick barrel veined Please
Master push my shoulders away and stare in my eyes, & make me bend over the table
please master grab my thighs and lift my ass to your waist
please master your hand’s rough stroke on my neck your palm down to my backside
please master push me, my feet on chairs, till my hole feels the breath of your spit and your thumb stroke
please master make my say Please Master Fuck me now Please
Master grease my balls and hairmouth with sweet vaselines
please master stroke your shaft with white creams
please master touch your cock head to my wrinkled self-hole
please master push it in gently, your elbows enwrapped round my breast
your arms passing down to my belly, my penis you touch w/ your fingers
please master shove it in me a little, a little, a little,
please master sink your droor thing down my behind
& please master make me wiggle my rear to eat up the prick trunk
till my asshalfs cuddle your thighs, my back bent over,
till I’m alone sticking out, your sword stuck throbbing in me
please master pull out and slowly roll onto the bottom
please master lunge it again, and withdraw the tip
please please master fuck me again with your self, please fuck me Please
Master drive down till it hurts me the softness the
Softness please master make love to my ass, give body to center, & fuck me for good like a girl,
tenderly clasp me please master I take me to thee,
& drive in my belly your selfsame sweet heat-rood
you fingered in solitude Denver or Brooklyn or fucked in a maiden in Paris carlots
please master drive me thy vehicle, body of love drops, sweat fuck
body of tenderness, Give me your dogh fuck faster
please master make me go moan on the table
Go moan O please master do fuck me like that
in your rhythm thrill-plunge & pull-back-bounce & push down
till I loosen my asshole a dog on the table yelping with terror delight to be loved
Please master call me a dog, an ass beast, a wet asshole,
& fuck me more violent, my eyes hid with your palms round my skull
& plunge down in a brutal hard lash thru soft drip-fish
& throb thru five seconds to spurt out your semen heat
over & over, bamming it in while I cry out your name I do love you
please master.” —Allen Ginsberg, Please Master, 1968
please master can I kneel at your feet
please master can I loosen your blue pants
please master can I gaze at your golden haired belly
please master can I have your thighs bare to my eyes
please master can I take off my clothes below your chair
please master can I can I kiss your ankles and soul
please master can I touch lips to your hard muscle hairless thigh
please master can I lay my ear pressed to your stomach
please master can I wrap my arms around your white ass
please master can I lick your groin gurled with blond soft fur
please master can I touch my tongue to your rosy asshole
please master may I pass my face to your balls,
please master order me down on the floor,
please master tell me to lick your thick shaft
please master put your rough hands on my bald hairy skull
please master press my mouth to your prick-heart
please master press my face into your belly, pull me slowly strong thumbed
till your dumb hardness fills my throat to the base
till I swallow and taste your delicate flesh-hot prick barrel veined Please
Master push my shoulders away and stare in my eyes, & make me bend over the table
please master grab my thighs and lift my ass to your waist
please master your hand’s rough stroke on my neck your palm down to my backside
please master push me, my feet on chairs, till my hole feels the breath of your spit and your thumb stroke
please master make my say Please Master Fuck me now Please
Master grease my balls and hairmouth with sweet vaselines
please master stroke your shaft with white creams
please master touch your cock head to my wrinkled self-hole
please master push it in gently, your elbows enwrapped round my breast
your arms passing down to my belly, my penis you touch w/ your fingers
please master shove it in me a little, a little, a little,
please master sink your droor thing down my behind
& please master make me wiggle my rear to eat up the prick trunk
till my asshalfs cuddle your thighs, my back bent over,
till I’m alone sticking out, your sword stuck throbbing in me
please master pull out and slowly roll onto the bottom
please master lunge it again, and withdraw the tip
please please master fuck me again with your self, please fuck me Please
Master drive down till it hurts me the softness the
Softness please master make love to my ass, give body to center, & fuck me for good like a girl,
tenderly clasp me please master I take me to thee,
& drive in my belly your selfsame sweet heat-rood
you fingered in solitude Denver or Brooklyn or fucked in a maiden in Paris carlots
please master drive me thy vehicle, body of love drops, sweat fuck
body of tenderness, Give me your dogh fuck faster
please master make me go moan on the table
Go moan O please master do fuck me like that
in your rhythm thrill-plunge & pull-back-bounce & push down
till I loosen my asshole a dog on the table yelping with terror delight to be loved
Please master call me a dog, an ass beast, a wet asshole,
& fuck me more violent, my eyes hid with your palms round my skull
& plunge down in a brutal hard lash thru soft drip-fish
& throb thru five seconds to spurt out your semen heat
over & over, bamming it in while I cry out your name I do love you
please master.” —Allen Ginsberg, Please Master, 1968
Florals?
For spring?
Groundbreaking.
