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Fundraising.....

:iconnrdcoyne:

Hey guys,
I know this is incredibly cheeky of me, but I just want you all to know I wouldn't even be posting this if I wasn't getting desperate.

For those of you who may not know, my name is Nicole Coyne and I am a 20 year old Irish graduate. I graduated from University last year and am currently taking a couple of years off to travel and volunteer around the world.

I am doing all my volunteer work through WAGGGS (World Association of Girl Guides and Girl Scouts), and have already completed a 3 month volunteer period in Our Chalet, one of our International centers, in Adelboden, Switzerland. :)

Thanks to WAGGGS and Irish Girl Guides, I have been given the incredible opportunity to live at another International World Center, this time in Pune India, for the duration of my volunteer period.

The center is called "Sangam" and I was selected, through an application process, to work with them on one of their Community Programmes. As of right now I do not know which programme I will be working on, but I will be working there from August 31st - November 30th 2013.

I've been trying to work out how I'm going to raise the money to get myself over to India, as it is not an inexpensive trip (here's where the cheekiness comes in, hold on to your hats). I have set up an online donation page for anyone who would like to support me, you can donate anonymously if you like and if you can't donate at all that's cool too.

I'm really just chancing my arm right now because as I said I'm getting desperate.

I apologize for posting this on the group page, but I'm trying to reach out to as many people as possible (if you guys could see my facebook and tumblr right now... It's ridiculous).

As I said, any help is welcome and thank you so much if you've read this far! Don't worry, this won't happen again, I'm not going to keep bothering you all with it!

--Nic

**(QUESTION TIME! Have any of you ever had to do a lot of fundraising for anything even remotely similar to this? If so, how did you do it (without having an anxiety attack every 20 minutes)?**
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Guilty pleasures #1

:iconuturn190:

So what is your guilty pleasure song?
You know, the song that you love listening to but you don't want anyone else to know that.
Come on.
Get it out. You'll feel better admitting to strangers and Internet friends.
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Guilty pleasures #1 May 10 16 Comments No Favourites

Looking for some help.

:iconuturn190:

Anyone want to be a blogger in this group?
Serious inquiries only, please.
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Raw is my crack, is my loveWhen i was a little boy
i used to lick the street
spanked the orange light pole
and cursed the broccoli that wouldn't eat

melons and cats can fit into planes
yet, still they charge us to eat them
yellow eyes are the windows to the stars
all mom's give birth to tamale stems

hot sauce only comes in two flavors
and reception only gets two bars
mindlessly chasing dogs that honk
with their little mitten-ed puppy paws

stop looking at my breasts
you can hold them but please don't inhale
draw a mouse next to the doorway
and my bride will shit a Vail.

Trigger my heart and mind
to lie upon the sand
and careful not to burn the tongue
Raw is my crack, is my love by ~uturn190
TANKA -french english- Love without boundaries(english translation below)

Elle me disait
« L'amour n'a pas de frontières »
En lisant Verlaine

Vrai. Pourquoi donc des frontières
Quand ses bras fermés suffisent

Frantz, 03 février 2012

.......................................................................

She told me
"Love knows no borders"
Reading Verlaine

True. Why have borders
When her folded arms suffice

Frantz, February 3, 2012TANKA -french english- Love without boundaries by *lombregrise
White Sunday 279: Orphean descentI did not descend to rise again.
The nature of flesh is to fail,
and so, I sail off the edge.
Down the rivers of forgetfulness
and eternal sleep, no Thesean thread
to mark my path, for I am not returning.

I tread the darkness, listening
with discerning ears for every turn.
The brimstone and sulfur burns
my eyes and nostrils and I hear,
clearly, the screams of the damned,
and the muttered threats of Hades himself.

Plato himself called my prototype a coward,
and there is no fear in my quest,
to test the very definitions of life,
of wife, and immortality.  I will sing
a song that will echo to the stars
from the deepest pit of White Sunday 279: Orphean descent by *williamfdevault
NyxOf blackest night and shadowed dreams,
Under the watchful eye of moon,
The world tears apart at the seams,
And everywhere, pieces are strewn.
Desperate, I try so hard,
To fix was has been left for me.
Born of chaos, still so scarred,
I search for something that cannot be.
Each one of them is a part of me,
The blame, the death, even the doom.
Surely not only I can see,  
While some have died, others still bloom.
Not all I create is born of fear.
What about dreams, or soothing sleep?
For those poor souls, I shed a tear,
And for my own, I can only weep.Nyx by ~carla456
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Human Nature
False ProphetsPoems and love songs breed dead dreams,
strangled by weeds, face down in the ground
with no roses to mourn them.

Singers are poets that croon
(if you happen to lose your little heart to their tune)
and poets are false prophets -
true love will last forever
if they care to write it,
but not if you swallow the lines...

yet, they always do.

We all have a place
set for us in the shade
in our own private garden of weeds.False Prophets by ~TheLunaLily
Human Nature.Human Nature.

The dreamers,
                          The believers
                                                 And the ambitious achievers.

Need the realists to stop them from flying too close to the sun.

The realists,
                     The logical idealists
                                                        And the informed defeatists.

Need the dreamers to show them how some struggles can be won.

You see I am beginning to get the gist,

Of how we all unwittingly coexist.

Neither one can ever be dismissed,

As long as the reign of mankind persists.

As one tries, the other watches.

When one flies, the other dislodgeHuman Nature. by *KelaLewis-Morin
Otherworld InflictionLike an infection in my blood,
It never really goes away!
A demon that hounds my footsteps
And a ghost that whispers hidden secrets.
No words of power or protective talismans
Can keep me safe from its influence.
Before me, a spectre, wreathed in shadow,
Mockingly laughs from the safety of distance.
As I lash out with the force of my raging emotions
The dissipating mist continues to delude me.
If only I could face this horror head on,
But do I have the strength, the courage?
Are the weapons at my disposal enough?Otherworld Infliction by ~silvertitan93
ImageWhen right and wrong is distinguished by a nation
Succumbing to compliance and endless subjugation

When land is torn by hungry prefects
Taped together by prejudice rejects

When love is splattered with blood and lies
Regretful grooms and vengeful brides

When Contradiction hisses at me
Damning my nonconformity

When judgments are sewn with the finest silk
And threats are made over spilled milk

When sin has become more than an addiction
It is the reality at the center of fiction

When in their eyes, I reflect imperfection
A blemish to Society’s flawless complexion

Basking in crimes of explicitness
Always assuming his divine forgiveneImage by *Dipshtick92
Human Nature
Love, Romance
Catch Me"Catch Me"

As I felt the breeze smack me; I knew this was finally it
I couldn't possibly survive; I knew I couldn't miss

I looked to the left of me; the shadow followed me down
I saw the shadow crying; it knew soon we'd hit the ground

I caught glimpse of reality; despite falling at great heights
By looking through the windows; at least ones that had the lights

I saw a person snorting drugs and a father yelling at his son
They had left their television running; I think the Yankees won

For not letting her go out, a girl screamed at her mom
And a little further down, a guy had made a bomb

The wind felt so nice, but I could not look away
BeCatch Me by =BleedTheDream180
Poisonous by *TwistedAnger
Rain, Rain Go Away"Rain, Rain Go Away"

The sun set as she walked away that day
And it rained and rained for days to come
He became used to gazing at skies of grey
But man oh man he sure did miss that sun

Day by day his light began to fade
As he thought "Dear God, what have I done?"
His own tears would mix with the rain
Because God Almighty he missed that sun

Meanwhile water continued to shower
Throughout this lonesome phase
Even droopy were those flowers
From the bouquet he made last May

He tried to cover his wounds
By changing on random nights
But the answer he already knew
No intensity would ever match that light

Everywhere he went, clouds followed alonRain, Rain Go Away by =BleedTheDream180
Pacing.I still love you.
Don't worry.
It's a good love.
I need to give it to you.
It doesn't feel right when I can't.
It's like it starts pacing the floor of my heart,
looking for you,
wondering why you left,
where you went,
needing to find you
so it can hug you again.
Please come home.
Pacing.Pacing. by *RainySkyz
Love, Romance
Free-Verse
hate crimes by ~tubefed
11. memoryI know my past by
the invisible scars that dot my memory –
evidence of open brain surgery
         (that maps what's been carefully removed,
          then isolated and forgotten.)

Life is a road with many forks
but all lead off the edge of a
precipice.

Don’t ask me why –
it just is, okay?

         “Look at all these choices!”

[Not important, I mean.]

Most of my days are consumed by
the impractical marker of the
current end of my history.

(Most of the time I
call it a pain in the neck,
but sometimes I just call it
the ‘present’.)

         - a biased introduction to one thing or another. 11. memory by *wei-en
Individuality.Individuality.

These days most people are other people.
Only a few templates are distributed amongst the billions.
Maybe it’s because they see themselves as less than equals.
So they base and paste their thoughts from someone else’s opinions.

Their unfulfilled lives a mimicry.
Obtaining incompatible abilities.
Altering their figures physically.

Their passions are quotations.
Their theories are past equations.
They become victims of affiliations.

Remoulding their models into the shape of their role models.
Worshipping the words of Drake, Einstein, Rhianna and Aristotle.
Pursuing the idolised physique of a manufactured Coca ColIndividuality. by *KelaLewis-Morin
BonesYou tell me to lie down.
The experience in your voice
makes me obey without question

I lay and await your touch
The friendly banter , I ignore
Focusing on your strong manly hands

You start to toss me around, this way and that
My tired old joints crack with every turn
Working my body to its breaking point

I moan with pain and pleasure
I bite my lip as you bear your weight upon me
my frame, not giving an inch, you push harder

By now, I'm begging for release
I need it so bad that I tuned out the world
To concentrate on one thing

Total and absolute submission

You tell me if I don't relax
That I'll never feel the rush of completeness
I smileBones by ~uturn190
Free-Verse
Dark
Dark
Life Sucks
Phantom LoveI see you
You're my picture perfect tragedy
At once you meant the world to me
And now I just don't know
You're a beauty
Your every word inspired me
My heart soars when you smile at me
And now you tear me down
So I love you
But days pass - I don't feel the same
The ups and downs, an endless game
And what have I to show
But my tears
And a weakened smile you're counting on
To know that I'm still holding on
To know that I'm still yours
And whose am I?
A thousand suitors take the claim
And I'm nothing but a pretty face
With an ever burning name
But the truth is
That you broke my heart and I don't know
If I can or really want to go
To what we had before
See, I'm hurting
And when I sit alone with you
My emotions play like shadows on the floor.Phantom Love by ~NeverTheWanted
Ordinary Day“Ordinary Day”

Somewhere in this town are the sounds of gunfire
Certain people live while others expire
Across from this scene a truck has just delivered
Many groceries to a store located by the river

Dozens of families flock to buy food for their kids
Completely unaware they could be the next to go God forbid
Their children are in school sitting quietly in their seats
While the headmasters instruct because they have so much to teach

Elsewhere an organ bellows signaling the beginning of a mass
While a man’s car on the highway has run out of gas
The sun becomes masked by clouds as rain invades grass
Someone robbed a jewelOrdinary Day by =BleedTheDream180
Cloudy HorizonWhy are clouds appearing on your horizon?
Was it something I said? I didn't say?
Is there more behind your sense of worry..?
More that I'm unaware of? Or is it in my head?
Your concern sows seeds of doubt within me.
What will the harvest be though??

An awkward interlude plays out as we struggle,
As we battle with the demons that plague our minds.
Separated, but I hope it is only by distance,
That this all can be solved by having you in my arms.
For that I wait, solemn, with bated breath.

I write this as each beat of my heart
Sprinkles flakes of ice down my centre.
To wait one more day to feel your warming embrace
Seems like an eternity in sCloudy Horizon by ~silvertitan93
Semi-Detached.Semi-Detached.

She was very sensitive.
As if the volume was turned up in her head.

She started using her mother’s sedatives,
As a solution for her sleepless nights in bed.

She couldn’t connect with any of her relatives,
They never showed an interest in anything she said.

Her attempts at socialising were tentative,
So she conjured up imaginary friends instead.

Her dogged detachment was her only imperative.
She could not risk the chance of being misled.

There was no one to peel back the layer of negatives.
Too many years of tears have been bred and shed.

The smile she occasionally displayed was purely decorative.
She knows Semi-Detached. by *KelaLewis-Morin
Life Sucks
Comedy, Humour
Bar Tits by ~uturn190
i'm not an artistwe do not belong in boxes
and bags and books or
words,
and we do not sit contently
in wordsworth and shakespeare
and blake, burns, and brownings
or in the cold stiff bones
of raleigh's of long ago;

no--

we infect,
detect, and re-select
a virus--a disease,
a germ in every verse and line;
the first signs of
foolish waitings under
bridges and scolding parents
and melodrama
and nothing to signify at all

yet--

we are the blood of nations
and the heart of men
and the love of every
rhetorist and sentimist
to come;
we dance through the ballrooms of
the age and chat with
higher minds
we shake hands with heros
and the homeless, dirty
typei'm not an artist by ~tubefed
Barthocian Steamship CruiserTHe Barthocian Steamship Cruiser of Star Cluster  OMEga XX80B4R

Chapter 1

"How goes ti,Garth?" says Grondham Jourand III.
"Fine, fine,  my old friend from many years past.  Remember how in days of old wehn young we would frolick withthe young girsl- all soft and warm they were?" Garth was nostalgic, his eyes are far and away to another place.

"Fond memories, my companion. IF only today were as merry, instead we muyst put away our thoiughts so fond and cherished. FOr we ride! Our gallant stags will carry us to battlefronts of great deeds in the stars to be remembered in days to come by songs of yore!" Grondham Jourand III gnasehd large yellBarthocian Steamship Cruiser by *homunculus888
Don't Pick Me!"Don't Pick Me!"

I remember sitting in the back of class
Whether it was english, history, science, or math
Staring at the clock; waiting to be free
Praying to God the teacher wouldn't pick me

Funny thing is; it's not like I wasn't prepared
I had most of the answers; though the teacher wasn't aware
But when I would raise my hand to answer a question
The teacher ignored me; never looked in my direction

This bugged me to absolutely no end
How could she pretend that I didn't understand
I'd keep my hand raised for what felt like days
But she'd call on a friend to much of my dismay

But what bugged me more; what I couldn't believe
When I didn'tDon't Pick Me! by =BleedTheDream180
Comedy, Humour
Lyrics, Song, Freestyle
With Your StrengthDeep in the darkness I continue to fall
Continuous regrets on and on
I can never tell

For everything I've ever did wrong
Continuous strife never been so long
I have lost inside these depths

While I fall I slowly float
Surprised of the force that suddenly
Embracing to me
Like someone who grabbed my hand
Pulling me up while I had thought
All hope is ever lost

You catch me while while I was falling
Down right to insanity
You picked me up and wipe my tears

When I thought the hope is lost
You came just to prove me wrong
All my sadness gone
With your strength you have brought me in
Back...

Deep in my soul I only knew fear
Scared so much I wentWith Your Strength by ~Gypsydres
Upside-down WorldI lift my feet into the air
and stand upon my crown
to understand the place we live:
a world that’s upside-down.

How does one perceive a state
where everything’s amiss?
To comprehend the dizzy place
what you must do is this:

Colour green the flighty sky!
Play soccer with a fish!
Then plant a penny in the ground,
among the stars, a wish.

Sail on a flying ship –
with stop-overs for tea.
I spy a wicked thunderstorm
of clouds beneath the sea.

Apollo is a witty man
and funny, like the moon.
Send letters to the racy dish
that ran off with the spoon.

Break the mirror, watch the cat,
or kiss the water’s face.
The samenesUpside-down World by *wei-en
Be Not Ye Far (a lullaby)Be Not Ye Far (a lullaby)

Lover, so fair--
come stroke my hair,
hold me fast--
as the night lasts--

...don't let my fears
ride out of the dark.

Hold me fast,
when day is past--
softly swear,
you'll be right there--

...and that my fears
will stay in the dark.

Don't suffer my fears--
don't suffer my tears!
hold me fast,
when day is past.
and
you'll be right there;
and you'll softly swear--
“Lover, so fair”
and stroke my hair.

And all of my fears --
those spidery sparks!
those spindly spears--
will shrink in the dark!

...Lover so fair:
Be not ye far.Be Not Ye Far (a lullaby) by ~rainonwednesday
[On the Road Home]"unseelie spell"
A moonlit night, but not like any other.
Diamond stars twinkle in the off-color sky.
I am standing now in the crossroads between realms,
as mocking laughter chimes in from the night.

Their ethereal beauty charms me,
though its far beyond what I should ever see.

I have fallen to the unseelie spell.
My life is in their hands.
To death, I've become theirs to own.
Cold fate from the deceivers.

I am the prize in a game beyond this realm.
A mere consequence of careless wandering.
Beware the cold and the moonlit fog.
Strange creatures are hidden in the woods...

Their ethereal beauty charms me,
though its far beyond what I should[On the Road Home] by ~MysticKenji
Lyrics, Song, Freestyle
Philosophy, Religion, Spiritual
MessageOn the
tear-stained pillow
I once cried my prayers
into, I found a note:

    I'm sorry.

        - God Message by ~TheEmptyChest
World you wantWhat world do you want,
Is what they'll say,
And in reply we simply say we are young.

What do we know,
Of gods and men,
That build the world.

Yet is it just loneliness,
That makes me restless,
And want to go out dancing under moonlight?

Or am I unsatisfied,
Are the thoughts that pass by,
When the sun is sleeping behind the hills.

Why should we stay,
Unsatisfied with the starless night,
When we can make the sky something divine.

I'm not alone,
And nor are you,
So tell me what is it that you dream.

And though I am no god,
I can ask the stars for a lullaby,
To sing that will point the way.

To the world,
That both you and I,World you want by ~Zanerus
Bastard Sons of GodThe bar is small and dark with a huge mirror behind the front counter that reflects the sunlight pouring in through the windows. Cameron and Mikey sit next to each other on bar stools at the front counter, drinking Adios Motherfuckers. For a long moment no words are passed between them, but then Mikey breaks the silence. “Don’t worry, man,” he says, clapping Cameron on the back. “You’ll find someone else.”

“I don’t want to,” Cameron replies.

“That’s what everyone says, and then it happens—you meet someone, you hit it off, the feelings come back, and then bam, you’Bastard Sons of God by ~TheEmptyChest
The DiveAn intellectual passion

formed from a spiritual foundation

like a sea merging with an ocean

stars colliding converging into thought

as abstractions take flight to new found heights

in a blissful dive through the black and white

left dizzy waiting to catch a breath

of life on the edge

in the reflective waters

of eternity

reinvigorate

body

mind

and soul.The Dive by =WiNGz69
Philosophy, Religion, Spiritual
Haiku, Eastern Forms
Haiku, Eastern Forms
Collaborations
Exquisite PoemRunning, we are always running...
I can hear screaming in my head; sounds of agony.
We are the living dead.
Feed me into the hell of this desolate land; when I'm gone there will be nothing left

It ended - discordant
no more important than might-have-been
and no more distant than the very phantasms of time.
But for all it was not... it was mine.

There is a piano playing in the background of our lives
And the darkness that seduces the world is drawing near
So tell me, my dear
Where are the iridescent stars now?

Speak to me at night-
Reach through the water
to where my ears listen,
at the bottom of the ocean.Exquisite Poem by ~InTheStarryNightSky
seasonal inertia by =Wordeea
In My Mind She SwaysIn my mind she sways
Dances back and forth in between neuron transmittors.
Rapid fire thought, day-dream believer, hippie, lover.
She tastes the rain like good tea,
feels the rain like thunder in the vein.
Second-hand life, worn out couches, strife.
Two wrongs never did make a right &
bombs never did have sight
so she wandered out
& left her light on
but they couldn't follow,
the sky wasn't clear.
Your nights reign supreme
& your summer sky's are black,
in my mind she sways
in my mind she's back
and that's the only place she'll stayIn My Mind She Sways by ~metalwaya
To The PowerHand in hand, our sights set on the world;
We face the struggle that is our lives.

Cheek to cheek our view to all the struggles,
Pacing at a rate of deep confusion.

And I look out across the plains and hills,
Searching for the answers,
So fleeting is a glimpse of the life giving truth.

And I relinquish nothing,
Without fear at all,
Cause what is worth sacrificing in the chaos.

For to fall and to break is human,
But to overcome our mistakes,
Is what gives us the strength to love.

And we not fall in mistakes,
Yet remained humble keeping us all together.

We stay bound together,
Our energy wrapped around us in a protective clasp.To The Power by *Booky-TrueIdentities
Collaborations
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A bottle, a piece of paper, some wordsThings that remind me of you:

The night sky.

The dark.
Winter.
The rumbling of thunder that follows lightning.

When my music, for some reason,
is on shuffle and I hear a song
that I used to listen to
two or three years ago.

Dark blue, grey and black.
Black, yellow and grey.

How my fingers get harder to move,
yet still I carry on typing,
and the muted excited happiness
that moves under the keys.

… … …

I think of you day to day
and how you crumble under my
hands in the strangest fashion –
not beautiful, but something like it.
I can watch the shards fall for
days, weeks,
and every time I blink you’ll
beA bottle, a piece of paper, some words by *wei-en
Blooming LifeA flower shall bloom,
Unto the world it's petals reach,
Each a dewed blue that encompass the globe.

From this flower,
Life shall flow outward,
spreading through its veins.

Each current shall contain,
A different flavor and form,
To spread around the globe a rainbow.

from the sky,
Wings of white,
Holding the evening rain.

They who reign,
Must have wings to fly,
And so they shall be one with sky.

Bloom into vibrance,
as greens are added to land,
Forest fill and tree grow heavenward.

Till every corner,
Moves with a life,
and fill the air with sound.

More shall be created,
Till everything has a place,
And nothing is left or disgraced.

AllBlooming Life by ~Zanerus
LethalFear and calm go hand in hand
Though cut through by a line
Stoic focus is the snake's
The blinding terror, mine

Body black and red beneath
Like scarlet covered jet
Smooth and silent, long and sly;
It puts me in cold sweat.

Bright and lidless hungry stares
Those freezing eyes are wise
Predatory underneath
Its sleek and graceful guise

Then it wraps itself inside
An obsolete embrace
Strong yet lethal gentleness
Of poison in its face

Swiftly then it lashes out
One bite is all it takes
Terrified, I cannot move
The pleasure is the snake's.Lethal by *wei-en
Twisted TalesIt is a long lost tale
That's worn of rhyme
And always starts with once
Upon a time

And then the clock strikes twelve
An army wakes
And so the poor girl drops
The smile she fakes
Because her feet ache of
Not upheld deals
The sound of breaking glass
And blood-stained heels

Princesses' coffins crack
Release un-dead
Within the poison lips
A round fruit red
A mirror shard reflects
With Snow White's teeth
Reveals the shocking sight
Of rot beneath

Children, the winter comes
So guard your mind
Frostbitten fingers pull
The eyes scratched blind
And yet it's in your hearts
And in your sight
So much that heartfelt tears
Won't Twisted Tales by *wei-en
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Visual
Visual
Devoted to Chocolate
Dream KissesShouldn't I expect a
                       kiss
    from you soon?

Sugary wet, sultry and warm
something like a semi-sweet
chocolate
         (monsoon)
                storm

Douse and envelop me
    then lap it all clean….

…kissing me everywhere
    from deep in my
dark, chocolate
  coated
    &#Dream Kisses by *dragon-fly-to-me
Sweet CravingsMost of the time,
   I don't need you.
Most of the time,
   I don't crave you.
Most of the time,
  I am not drawn to you
like a smile to a pair of plump rose colored lips.

But there are days, times, hours, torture filled

m o m e n t s

   when you call to me
   when you tempt me
   when I know nothing will satiate
like you.

The simple, undiluted, unvarnished truth
is this-
   I love the way you taste.

The instant I bring you to my mouth,
   and slip you gently past my lips
         (seduction)
when your flavor bursts andSweet Cravings by *dragon-fly-to-me
Think Clean LOLZThe way you look
The way you sound

ohhh!!!!!..........
It Lights the fire inside

The way you taste
The way you smell

Ahhhh!!!!!........
Enjoying your coldness
When I suck you hard!!!!

And lick ya off

So slowly
And so gently

My, my.....
I dare to say

I desire you
And just can't resist
your delicous look

Damn

I adore ya
....
....
....
....
....
My Super Fudge
Truffle Ice CreamThink Clean LOLZ by ~su-kuchiki
The Art of SeductionIt dribbles down her lips,
Dark and running,
Catching the corner of her mouth
Before slipping down to the curve of her chin.

She always gets frisky when she eats chocolate…

She smirks at me,
Wrinkles her nose as she approaches,
Nips the soft skin on the side of my neck,
And slinks towards the bedroom door.

Seduction is like war mixed with roses, she knows that…

Her hand catches the frame of the door,
She turns and cocks an eyebrow at me,
Beckons me forward with a finger,
And begs me to follow her into the room.

Saying no to her is as fruitless as an inter-city Eden…

So I follow into her playground,
The scene ofThe Art of Seduction by ~nngross
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~AdmiralSilv Apr 17, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
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~uturn190 Mar 29, 2013
Born again pervert in the house!
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~violetense Oct 3, 2012  Student Writer
What is the submission limit?
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~uturn190 Sep 12, 2012
I found some biscuits too!
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~Worm22 Jul 4, 2012
ICQ. Suddenly I found some biscuits ...
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~sinisterfin Jun 19, 2012  Professional General Artist
It's been a while & i'd forgot
If I had joined this group or not
But now it's coming back to me
My visions clearing can't you see
It's not the fact that I've been lazy
To put it simply lifes been crazy
So sad you think that I've been slack
But live in fear as now I'm back
To have a laugh & make you smile
I'm sorry that it's been a while
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Leaving the group :/
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~MobiusWanderers May 8, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Would it be worth my time to try and make my group an affiliate?
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