Stamps Of Approval #49 (Hot Sexy Women Pic Dump - 20 Photos)

I Hope She's Calling Me

People, don't let other people fool you...if they give you that line that they prefer texts, then they really don't care about you that much or want you in their life or you are just a means to an end, if that makes sense. Because we all have those people in our lives that we have to have in our lives and we just don't wanna spend all our time talkin' to these people, but if someone really enjoys you in their life, they will always love to hear your voice and will always answer you when you need to talk. I mean, for silly things or not important things, texts work fine, but if they don't want to have longer conversations with you, you should probably just accept that is the type of relationship you're gonna have with that person, or maybe it's just me, because a person's voice is actually one of my most favorite things because I love the way people say certain words and stuff, and I can just listen to them forever, so this just might be a me thing, but I really believe if they accept your calls or call you, then you are pretty much in.

I Bet That Robe Came Loose A Second After The Snap

I know we sexualize everything about a woman as a society, and believe it or not, we also sexualize everything about a man too, but it's way more subtle, but there is just something so comforting and adorable about how the person in this poem feels about this woman's cleavage. The words are sexual, but they are loving, so loving and it makes me wonder if anyone has ever felt that way about me, laying their head on my chest...

If This Is The End – Cleavage

If CNN reports there is a meteorite heading towards earth,

Hurling through space

Then this is how I choose to spend the last of my days

My last moments on earth burying my face

Between your long legs - In that special sensual place

Or find comfort lost in your warm cleavage;

Perfectly formed from your voluptuous breast  

That makes up cotton candy mountains upon your chest;

If this is the end

I would tilt back my head lock my eyes with yours

As I rescue my face

To come up for some much needed air

Then resume immediately after a couple of breaths

So I could comfortably vanish back into your chest;

If this is the end - then

This is how I choose to face this impending carnage

This last and most unfortunate fate

Buried between your lovely legs or taking refuge submerged in your cleavage

Considering myself to be the luckiest of hostage;

Who's struck with a mild case of the Stockholm syndrome (you see)

Even in the face, of such a great threat, guaranteeing certain death

But yet - feeling completely safe, enjoying the way you taste

Listening to your heartbeat - I am both lost and found in your gaze

Then forgetting this fate - I marvel at your god given grace

Looking forward to the end

I rest my hopes my dreams my secrets upon your cleavage

~ Harsha 

Ya Think She Really Jogs In This?

Along with the holey jeans and ripped clothes fashion movements, I also don't get the sweat clothes fashion movement, because who wants to walk around all day in clothes that they are usually getting all sweaty and tired in? I do think a lot of the outfits are cute and stuff, and my workout clothes are cute, I think, but I wouldn't want to put the stuff on to go out shoppin' and walkin' the town because I would feel like I'd have to run everywhere...I guess I'm an easily influenced person because uniforms or attire change the way I feel in the moment or situation, which is why when I go out for the day, if I'm just runnin' errands or bein' lazy around the city, I just wear my jeans and t-shirts (I also just don't wear yoga pants around either or tights, they make me think of runnin' too) or when I go out I wear my sexy clothes. I run everyday and so I do wear sweat clothes everyday, I just don't want to put another set on after I shower, you know? And besides, the sweat clothes these models and stuff wear aren't usually really suited for a hard workouts either.

Tell Me Something Dirty #55

She Just Sparkles, Doesn't She?

I know I'd feel this way if I was about to kiss her! Wow...just look at those gorgeous, full lips, and I'd have more than just a good time explorin' more of her, wouldn't you?

There's a moment

Between a glance, and a kiss

Where the world stops,

For the briefest of times.

And the only thing between us

Is the anticipation

Of your lips on mine.

A moment,

So intense,

It hangs in the air

As it pulls us closer.

A moment,

So perfect,

that when it comes to an end,

We realize,

It's only just the beginning.

She Needs To Paint Those Walls A Better Color

Yes, yes, yes! Bite my lip! Bite me anywhere, really...just don't break skin...just enough to feel your teeth on me...mmmm...so hot! Reminds me of the Eat Me Beat Me Lady from Pump Up The Volume, remember that movie? It was so good! I'm going to have to find those poems she wrote in the movie, because they were hot!

“Sink your teeth into my lip and let me feel why I'm alive.” — Unknown

“Sex is the cake and love the icing on top.” —  Michael Faudet

A Bevy Of Beauties #14: A Tag Bonanza (31 Photos)

I've collected so many pics over the years and the ones that I don't choose to feature on my blogs and social sites ultimately just get deleted...But why? I've decided to just bunch them all together and post them anyway. I mean, I originally liked the pic enough to save it, right? So why not share it? So this is where I'll dump all the pics I decided for whatever reason won't be featured during my regular posting sessions when I get enough of them to fill a post (if you've followed me for some time, you have to know I'm a creature of habit, right?). So I hope you enjoy them as much as I did finding them! *KISSES*

Stamps Of Approval #48 (Hot Sexy Women Pic Dump - 20 Photos)

I'd Love Cooking With Her

I've never really felt like this, I guess, because I don't think I've really ever been in love, I mean, I think I've been in love, but does somebody ever really know? Can we ever truly know? But I have felt this way when a person I was extremely attracted to walked into a room or said my name...

He was different and
she knew it by the
way she would feel
whenever he spoke 
to her. She felt 
warm and almost drunk.
As if his words
were laced with gin
and lined with fleece.

~ JmStorm