Current Residence: Envy-a-gogo land
Operating System: Windows XP
MP3 player of choice: My PDA
Favourite cartoon character: Gir (Invader Zim)
Personal Quote: "What is the point?"
LubaEnglish is a peculiar language.Luba by ~BinhUlrik
Two letters put together, "no," mean more to the majority of the English-speaking population than a five-letter word: "maybe".
And it happened to be this night that he found himself in a maybe situation.
The concept of love had come up in a conversation with a friend. He did not know anything about love. He believed that love was a lie told to him by his parents and his culture to keep him in line.
She believed love to be the only true and binding force in the universe. In the workings of her gray matter, love is all humans have.
He loved her, with every fiber of his moral being, his soul, which he believed didn't exist. He wanted to marry her; he hated marriage. He wanted to have children with her; he hated children. Over and over again, he wanted to say, "I do" "I do" "I do".
He wanted to give up his world to spend five more minutes with her.
He had met her two hours ago.
In ten minutes, he would forget her name.
In two days, he would forget her face.
Fisticuffs and love muffinsFisticuffs and love muffins by ~black-requiem
Why do you leave when everything has just begun. Your charming smile could get you in anyone's pants. You buy me five dollar daisies and sing in off key notes about love. You're a trickster, a prankster, and I love your laugh. You make me blush when you use your Jedi mind trick to get me to kiss you. oh how I kiss you
We spent all summer drinking lemonade and making love, listening to 80s music and head banging to the beat. I made you dance when you refused you blushed and said you couldn't. You said I'm all hips and hands, I pouted until you laughed and kissed me. oh how you kissed me
I said that you were blonde when you didn't get any of my jokes; you raised your eyebrow and threw a pillow at me. I tried to play fisticuffs but you pinned me to the bed and kissed me all over, stopping in your favorite places to nibble on my pale white skin leaving little bite marks
I hate the way you know all my ticklish spots and use it against me when I'm in a bad mood and you're trying to make me s
The Other Side of the SunThe Other Side of the Sun by ~BellaStella88
A Perfect Sun
"Dune or The Clockwork Orange?" He asked me.
"Dune for sure. Clockwork Orange is SO overrated." I answered.
"What? Clockwork Orange is art! It's a masterpiece," He cried.
"It's so dumb and unrealistic. And Dune is science fiction's supreme masterpiece. It says so right on the cover," I informed him with a straight face.
"Loser," he said back, giving my stomach a hard poke. "Answer me this: Jenny Jones or Oprah?"
"Duh, Jenny Jones," I gave back without a thought. "It's so much funnier. Oprah is so depressing."
"Is not. I'd pick Oprah. She does such nice stuff for everybody."
"Softie," I teased him.
"You know it," he answered with a grin.
"Okay, okay," I said through my giggles. "Maury Povich or Jerry Springer?"
"Oh my god," he replied, shaking his head. "Definitely Jerry. Have you seen the babes on that show? Taking of their shirts and shit? Maury's a bunch of fat bitches complaining about how they weigh 400 pounds and don't know who their baby's dad is." He paused, th