Moochie’s Mementos (and a pic or two)

Okay… true, but it’s so fucking catchy! Plus, this version has the cute boys in thongs, and we all know I have a weakness!

You’re likely the only one in here who knew about this “weakness” before that outburst. Now you’re going to feel like you have to explain yourself, but you really don’t.
 
You’re likely the only one in here who knew about this “weakness” before that outburst. Now you’re going to feel like you have to explain yourself, but you really don’t.

I’m not going to. It is there. I’m the way I am. I don’t need to explain myself on this any more than I need to explain about my want to be facefucked right now. I am just going to keep all of it inside and that way no one will assume things about me or ask me inappropriate questions.
 
I’m not going to. It is there. I’m the way I am. I don’t need to explain myself on this any more than I need to explain about my want to be facefucked right now. I am just going to keep all of it inside and that way no one will assume things about me or ask me inappropriate questions.

Great plan Blurty McBlurterson. 🙄🙄🙄
 
Belated wishes Moochie!
The years do keep rolling on,
Time does keep rocking by,
Yet you find new ways to come full circle.
Whether it be a sun shone day,
Or a gloomy shower filled day,
Worth it is to stop by here 🙂

Have a lovely weekend!
:rose:
 
Moochie

Interesting chat with yourself, Miss on a blurry topic. But that "pressing 💋 " poem and picture, just damn. You continue to write such provoking words and take the most subtle, erotic pictures to match them. I am not sure but this one just has me mesmerized. Thank you for being you and sharing.
 
Man, I was hoping Mod Carousel had a lot more videos out there…sigh. Oh, compelling images and poetry, as usual
 
*hugs*

I never heard that version before. :rose:

It’s a bit of a twist… and I like it more twisted. 😈

*hugs*


Belated wishes Moochie!
The years do keep rolling on,
Time does keep rocking by,
Yet you find new ways to come full circle.
Whether it be a sun shone day,
Or a gloomy shower filled day,
Worth it is to stop by here 🙂

Have a lovely weekend!
:rose:

Thank you, PB. This means so much to me. 💜

Interesting chat with yourself, Miss on a blurry topic. But that "pressing 💋 " poem and picture, just damn. You continue to write such provoking words and take the most subtle, erotic pictures to match them. I am not sure but this one just has me mesmerized. Thank you for being you and sharing.

Don’t you just hate it when the only one around is yourself, so that’s who you talk to? Yeah, me neither ;)

Glad you enjoyed the piece before everything went haywire. 🌷


Man, I was hoping Mod Carousel had a lot more videos out there…sigh. Oh, compelling images and poetry, as usual

Ahhh! So, story time with Moochie!

I was living in a tiny town and my best friend, who was sleeping on my couch at the time, screamed out from the other room, so I ran in.

Turned out her friend from high school was coming into town to perform in their home town and I was all like: “YES!” because NO ONE interesting ever performed in this town (except once they had The Presidents, but it had been years).

Turns out he was a performer in this burlesque troupe from Seattle/Portland-ish and they were PHENOMENAL. They call themselves Boylesque, and they’re a drag group who actually sing too and their dancing is top notch.

My bestie and I went to every one of their shows that weekend.

Anyway, Boylesque is a piece of the Mod Carousel, so when he sent my bestie the link to this cover, she sent it to me. I pull it out to watch when I’m feeling like a full retreat from reality.

(Also, I had no idea you even looked in here, so ‘hi! And thank you’)


Love the words, and the pic isn’t bad too. 👅😜😘

:) thank you, Todger.
 
Letting the edges slip

Blurring lines
Of where one ends
And the other begins
So lost in this
The touch of fingertips
That smile
Melting every sharpness
No stopping, just being
Here as the world falls
Further into unimportant
When compared to
The press of lips

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sweet..luv the nipple piercings
 
Letting the edges slip

Blurring lines
Of where one ends
And the other begins
So lost in this
The touch of fingertips
That smile
Melting every sharpness
No stopping, just being
Here as the world falls
Further into unimportant
When compared to
The press of lips

Hair that matches your bracelet (Yes it's for your hair so it makes sense).
Hipsters that match your hips (Yes they're for... never mind ;)).
I thought it was a dolphin for a moment but it's a dagger (They're not flippers they're stickers).

Thanks Moochie :kiss: for let us be a rabbit, however briefly, tumbling down the rabbit hole.

Cheers :kiss:
 
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Letting the edges slip

Blurring lines
Of where one ends
And the other begins
So lost in this
The touch of fingertips
That smile
Melting every sharpness
No stopping, just being
Here as the world falls
Further into unimportant
When compared to
The press of lips

It is amazing how that moment our lips meet the world just falls away ... Beautiful image and as always words to stay warm with.😘😘🔥
 
Lit was hungry and it ate a bunch of things…
The question I pose is this:

Do you want to see the car pic again, or do we move on to something new?
 
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Lit was hungry and it ate a bunch of things…
The question I pose is this:

Do you want to see the car pic again, or do we move on to something new?

Yes Moochie :kiss: it seems the update went poorly and they had to roll back (which means it went VERY poorly).

You're not in the group that usually posts and pulls so I say we let you join them briefly (even though I didn't see the car picture either). Artists are fonts from which a continual stream of creation flows. You shouldn't have to travel backwards because of some one else and as we learned in Ghostbusters...

"Don't cross the streams."

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Cheers :kiss:
 
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This want for you

It’s a craving that digs deep
Sets it’s teeth into every thought
And bites down
Sending chills up my spine
From its source

This want for you

It’s a need that tugs hard
Fights for all of my attention
And pulls most of it
Making my mind spin
With all of it

This want for you
 

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Lit was hungry and it ate a bunch of things…
The question I pose is this:

Do you want to see the car pic again, or do we move on to something new?

For a while I thought I had seen that in a parallel universe or was time-traveling. Yes please, the car pic was ... delicious! I could almost smell you :rose: And I am hungry too ;)
 
This want for you

It’s a craving that digs deep
Sets it’s teeth into every thought
And bites down
Sending chills up my spine
From its source

This want for you

It’s a need that tugs hard
Fights for all of my attention
And pulls most of it
Making my mind spin
With all of it

This want for you
*hugs*
:heart:
Love this picture my friend.
 
Lit was hungry and it ate a bunch of things…
The question I pose is this:

Do you want to see the car pic again, or do we move on to something new?

Yes Lit was up and down yesterday like a whore’s knickers, and as HR said, the updates were a disaster.

Any pics you want to post, or repost are welcome.

This want for you

It’s a craving that digs deep
Sets it’s teeth into every thought
And bites down
Sending chills up my spine
From its source

This want for you

It’s a need that tugs hard
Fights for all of my attention
And pulls most of it
Making my mind spin
With all of it

This want for you

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I am very sure that He has a need that matches your want.
 
Throwing things against the wall

I think it’s my body that’s angry
It’s seen too much
It’s done too much
It’s held too much
It’s carried too much
And it is tired.

It is tired
And it is angry
And there is no such thing
As rest
For the caring
For the weary
For the worrying -
Not anymore.

They’re ever constant now.

I went into this,
Found something 12 years ago
That made my heart soar
And now…
It’s not the same.
So my body, it’s allowed to be angry.

I’m not able to speak my mind
All the times I want to anymore,
Even with my parents,
So I hold it all in
I hold it all in
And I keep the worry inside
I hold it all in
And it builds into more worries
I hold it all in
And I fight the anxiety
And sometimes anger.

So after a long call with my mom
Where I actively held my tongue
About SO many things
I am angry
And I need to throw things.
 
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