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Where's the *Like* button?Ahem...please pardon my self-congratulatory blurt, but I'm just so proud. I, apparently, have gotten pretty damn good at giving blow jobs. Last night, my husband had trouble speaking afterwards...hell yeah! We've come a long way from when I first started posting here!!
uh-oh, eilan's composing grading haiku.
someone get that woman an umbrella drink, stat!
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Should I compose a shitty haiku about the email I got from Mr. Plagiarist's mommy this morning?I think she should go straight for the Scotch.
Can somebody fix this please, I don't think I have the ability to do it nicely and it probably should be (at first).
The last five posts explain all.
http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=62222&page=52
I just tried again, I can't do it. Please help.
Can somebody fix this please, I don't think I have the ability to do it nicely and it probably should be (at first).
The last five posts explain all.
http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=62222&page=52
I just tried again, I can't do it. Please help.
I don't understand.
Links, read the links.
*cries* I did... I is link challenged..
*sigh* It was asked and answered. Two posts later it was asked again, prompting my initial call for help (it was early and I was cranky), a lovely replied for me (in fact made the answer better) and fuck me if the very next post doesn't ask for something which has clearly been explained right there.
PS: Don't click the attachment it's a willy.
Hey, I remember you.This looks like a good place to come to.
Hey, I remember you.
Missing my grandma today. I can't believe it's been three years.
Dirge Without Music
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains, --- but the best is lost.
The answers quick & keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,
They are gone. They have gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
--Edna St. Vincent Millay