Ok I like this guy, and I'm not really that good at poetry, I've written like one or two poems, and I want to give him a poem in a heart shaped box.
Nothing that says I love you, cause we're not that far in our relationship yet. Kind of like Syrens- Sweet Anticipation.
If someone could write me a poem and give me the permission to give it to him (i obviously won't tell him its from me. He knows I'm not a good poet) I will love you forever.
but what if he has a thing against that sort of thing? then what? no...it's a safe bet if you just get naked and dance for him. that should tell him how ya feel.
yeah...i think that'd be better. just do both and see how it goes. but if he still doesn't, you know, like it...well then i'm just gonna have to find him and knock some sense into him. but i'm free later if you wanna practice on me. i don't mind. really.
I apologise for the behaviour of the other 'gentlemen' replying in this thread, Sw33t Ch33ks. I guess chivalry is a bygone quality in this day and age...Yet we call this 'progress'? Hmm...
Anyway, here is a sweet little ode to your future beau...
Promises and Dreams
Suck me, f*ck me, flick my bean.
Screw my little box, but make it clean,
Wash your prick before you dip it,
Then come over my left ***.
Slap my sweet cheeks, as you take me doggy-style,
It will feel so good, if you last just a little while.
If you hit the spot, I'll give you seconds,
Otherwise, another better give you lessons.
I hear the man Krunk could hit my junk,
Plus he moves like silk and has got the funk.
Who's got the funk?
Krunk! Krunk!
Who can hit my junk?
Krunk! Krunk!
Actually, get lost you little twerp, I'm gonna let Krunk get his thing on 'cos dat boy be fiiiiiiiiiiiine. Word.
I hope he likes it, Sw33t Ch33ks. You're welcome.
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Gender: Male Location: ...cause I'm right here yo!!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! Damn near choked on my puffy pastry pie when I read that! Don't know who Bardock is, but you guys have really outdone yourselves. Poor girl asked for a simple request and you couldn't even give her that.
Listen, Sw33t Ch33ks...if you really want to know if this guy is the one, here's what I suggest: Have him come by, then, when you need to go potty...have him watch! If he's not over disgusted and vomit, then he's yours.
Gender: Unspecified Location: With Cinderella and the 9 Dwarves
Well, there certainly is a lot of nothing to say about me...I got this kind of nothingness going, it just makes everyone go "Is that chicken or fish", it's weird. Sometimes it's red though. But usually weird.
Gender: Unspecified Location: With Cinderella and the 9 Dwarves
Nah, I just adjust to Floo...sometimes. Or was it the other way around....I always forget those things.
Hmm..there are four boys her....you just said three though....and you don't actually hang out with em....hmm....oh...OH...I get it...well..I will just go, sit in the corner, slice my wrists and write phony poetry now (I'm not manage to write anything but phony poetry so it won't be much of a problem) ...