The time has come and I must now part. Though please, weep here for me not. You are much too much upset enough. I know, yes, I know, how hard this seems, such massive pain, such terrible news. I even sense the laughter swelling up, from your denial of shock. Funny, but I feel the same way.
I shall travel over there, that strange and obscure land, about which most don't care or know where. There is little point to name or mention specifics. I wish you well and happy times, dream more and speak more, give voice your voice and always recall, when alone, gayish orgies are abound around.
Personally speaking, I hope to catch the sights and hold her hand, move it down to warm spots, squeeze it fittingly and feel her body, every crevice and each cavity, then hear her sweet tune, bellowing pleasures for the full moon, long and deep into the night. Hmm... country music for dewy ears, here I come.
I am dressed and looking like one should look and dress, but inside there is a pile of mess, thoughts are not in order and those I care for more. Earthly doings are really somewhat of an extra curricular activity for me. Hence I wait here and enjoy worrying thoughts, over issues even dead men gave up on.
Ah, screw it, if you understand I have explained it.
So hideho and farewell comrades.
I have room and keep friends at heart, come distance over space, even time matters not.
Cheers the beers and beers for cheers, even if tragedy has struck and you're queer.
Bye socks...... saddood;
i like you. bye! have fun
Socks, you used to be such a badass
wait what
drinkthe beers for cheers indeed. fare thee well brother.
ok bye
exists + is real. see ya.
Good luck and everything.
Fuck that.
But, keep on riding that groove. Just remember to step aside once and a while so you can appreciate that perspective.
And you should still check in and update and everything.
Or not.
That's your call to make.
First Hyper and Lawlz then Clucky and now Socks :'(
Quote from: FAMY2 on May 11, 2011, 07:49:22 PM
First Hyper and Lawlz then Clucky and now Socks :'(
at least half of those were good things n_n
Quote from: FAMY2 on May 11, 2011, 07:49:22 PM
First Hyper and Lawlz then Clucky and now Socks :'(
You forgot bassir and reaper
Goodbye, socks. Come back someday, if only to update us on your life.
Good luck with all endeavors.
Oh man. I IM'd him last night when I was high because I didn't read this thread yet.
I'll pour out a 40 for you buddy
What a trip was what a trip. Et al. sucked shit etc. fucked quite a bit. But, I am on vacation, a sort of soulful convalescent, not some dude on some permanent migration. So why the funeral procession? Just hold on, I will return, filled and full with thirsty quenchers, for your mouthy dentures and misadventures; easy picking when easy sipping, basking in an existential venture.
There is more to say, but a connection here, with time to take and space to spare, write and feel? Is like reinventing the proverbial wheel, with a stick and a lemon peel.
Till next time, I'll think of you when I stroke mine.
oh socks (http://boyah.net/forums/Smileys/default/powerofone.gif)
Quote from: Socks on May 17, 2011, 08:37:48 PM
What a trip was what a trip. Et al. sucked shit etc. fucked quite a bit. But, I am on vacation, a sort of soulful convalescent, not some dude on some permanent migration. So why the funeral procession? Just hold on, I will return, filled and full with thirsty quenchers, for your mouthy dentures and misadventures; easy picking when easy sipping, basking in an existential venture.
There is more to say, but a connection here, with time to take and space to spare, write and feel? Is like reinventing the proverbial wheel, with a stick and a lemon peel.
Till next time, I'll think of you when I stroke mine.
One of your better ones I've seen.
Yeah pretty much I earned my pleasure. I went ahead and held her hand. This was unexpected. But I am quite exceptional. And foreign. Though native. So we had a show and tell, dinging and donging the curvaceous bell in all her holes and inner cells, with melodious rings and harmonious gongs, was sung a song for a lonely soul. No more was I alone. I, yes I, was and felt at home. The spirit of this letter was composed just so you know, from humming bees and chirping birds--in tongues made not of words. Through a glorious night of splendid sight, eyes, through and through to her sweet delight. Paved by honey, thighs, thick, ha, I had to take a bite. Good Evening and a very goodnight. In short, there was a girl who was thoroughly and successfully, mutually, unequivocally--relentlessly fulfilling, fucked. It was preparation, not luck. Mmm, I'm feeling another knock. Strictly romance, of course. Always. Nothing less. Peace. gimpdood;
Farewell Socks.
Sucks we didn't get to say our formal goodbyes.
formally i never left. informally roaming that's all.
there comes a time when all shall pass that shall pass. this time has gone with our laid out lines.
so here i am now. numb nose, dripping throat, bloody eyes, a shining beacon for a sore sight. sure, not sad, but very bright.
a cloud of elephants completes the picture, kneeling and white, laughing in the skies. i see it, it is there, secretly smirking, bold, almost a challenge, probably a dare. to tell the others and show them where.
alas a wisp, a gust, a running hush along the air, smears this giant into a shapeless mass. no longer sits he there. and i know i am fine. grand, even divine.
but the world spins round and it spins fast, and i stand still, fiddling, twirling right behind. one thumb up one thumb down, cross-eyed on a crooked path, narrow till the very end--tell me, which way is the right side how? for a fool who smiles and one who feels.
ha, this surprise, like a mask, a ball, we dance and dance and the music stops. have you danced for a life time? careful, you might tumble and rock into a hole, fit for bodies thought not for souls.
huh, there is this aladin across the street, up in the roof of one apartment. which holds a circus and a fun house for kids. below walk people in the street. he stares with outstretched arms. as if to welcome, or to condemn. no one knows. they never look up, only ahead. they miss to see the freak, blue and bald and grinning, eerily sinister--really a creep.
i think the devil looks like this.
good night. may you have what you keep.