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i wish... I wish I were promiscuous, and slept with men all the time; Indulge myself in decadent $ex with a different one or more, I'd keep it quiet, secret and discreet; After all, I don't consider myself a whre. I wish I could sleep with men, with abandon and care free; It wouldn't matter whether they wanted my $ex or me. I would just get my jollies off, and he could get a bone. And after the cigarette cooled down, I'd kick him out of my home. I'd be a pu$$y magnet, coloured condoms by the bed; I'd come then toss them one after another; They'd put up with it, because I know I'm good in bed. If I were quick to share my prize, they'd wait in line for days; They'd stay by their phones, leave messages on mine, In hope that I would call their line; And when I made that special call, They would run before I could get dressed; They would jump and lunge at my heaving breasts They wouldn't know when I would say “It is "time". I wish I were promiscuous, but I wasn't raised that way; So I have to wait until I am chosen, By a decent man who wants to stay. But if I were promiscuous, one thing for sure I’d know; I wouldn't have to seek out or roam. For now I am a celibate, and very much alone.  ~ Jolielaide  |
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1/2/2009 10:27 am |
ms bebs, Nice poem. Just think if no one was raised in a prudent way. And have the thinking of men. Because they have testosterone's to sleep around and don't care. I bet there wouldn't be marriages or commitment. Women would be happy all the time to choose whomever they wished to sleep with. And not having that clingy affect. Because marriage life is a bore once you lose yourself. People change and lose interest and fall out of love. That's the reality of marriage. But, low and behold standards still stands on being called s***. Life isn't fair at all. And sad face we have to accept... [I God is pure love...
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ms bebs, Nice poem. Just think if no one was raised in a prudent way. And have the thinking of men. Because they have testosterone's to sleep around and don't care. I bet there wouldn't be marriages or commitment. Women would be happy all the time to choose whomever they wished to sleep with. And not having that clingy affect. Because marriage life is a bore once you lose yourself. People change and lose interest and fall out of love. That's the reality of marriage. But, low and behold standards still stands on being called s***. Life isn't fair at all. And sad face we have to accept... men are more lucky (and i don't blame than on hormones) we could only hope and wish wishing and hoping and hoping and wishing and sometimes there are some lucky ones who dare to put all the dreaming and wanting into action ~ Jolielaide
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i don't have a list i think it as it comes ~ Jolielaide
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and about the short term... right on the spot luckily ~ Jolielaide
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what could i say... i will settle for contentment since happiness is a long shot ~ Jolielaide
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i heard (through the grapevines) that someone make a pseudo-profile to stalk a certain somebody from some site talk about being desperate ~ Jolielaide
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my advice (if you're guilty) is: if you want to do it, do it good. same bday  same address i'm impressed  very original  ~ Jolielaide
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i know i know ~ Jolielaide
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someone doesn't grasp the meaning of swim or sink ~ Jolielaide
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*don't mind the typos it's not my eyes it's my brain ~ Jolielaide
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be ashamed grow up ~ Jolielaide
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admitting the crime? ~ Jolielaide
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don't start again at least, not here ~ Jolielaide
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women understand each other better they say ~ Jolielaide
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"The only person he could ever lie to was himself. Everyone else could see right through him, so he never lied to them. But to himself, he lied all the time. He told himself that everything was fine in his life. That he didn't love her. She was just a friend. He told himself that his heart didn't break everytime he saw her with another man. That it didn't skip a beat everytime he saw her. That he had a legitimate reason to want to see her. His friends all knew he loved her. A few tried to talk to him about it, but he was deeply entrenched in his lie. After all, he could only lie to himself. But he was good at it." ~ Jolielaide
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He told a lie A simple one Counting backwards Finishing none He spoke of perfection One he held Though not boasting He would tell He yearned for it all The simple truth Was all he could hide None would pursuit If you could Tangle your fingers Along with his hand Maybe even feel the trigger Could you tell me All his lies Or look upon his eyes Hope he doesn't die? He'd whisper You could hardly hear For he was so quiet Yet know how near He would close his eyes As warm breath left his mouth His mind persuading him To call out Yet he opened his eyes Misleading him to what it is what Running your eyes over him Reading him, you could not He whispered, "When you all have won, With all their smiling faces, I will be gone." As he walked away He looked back once more The agony in his mind What he will be no more You go on living Ponder if he was dying Think of all he was saying Why would they be smiling? And maybe even wonder If he was lying... ~ Jolielaide
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He told himself many things. That if he got stronger, he wouldn’t be hurt again That if he was cold, people would leave him be. (It seemed anyone who touched him left, so why bother?) That if he got sick, no one would care. (They never had before) That if he died, no one would feel sad. That he checked on her, just to see how she is. That he chose her, just because she was the only sane one. That she checked on him too, just because. (He knew this is only a guess…  Yes, he told himself many things, not all of them were true. He ignored her. (…and he prayed to God she never discovered his blind spot.) ~ Jolielaide
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i'm sure it isn't me sweet is not one of my traits ~ Jolielaide
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While he waits, For his oppurtune moment, He watches, and enjoys the view, She's a beautiful girl, In a beautiful world, Not much bad is said about her, Yet she's in for a surprise... Her admirerer's a hoax inside, He's been there all the time, Yet,he's something more to her... ~ Jolielaide
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My best friend gave me a tip; she said: “don’t waste your time with these little boys” she said ~ Jolielaide
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1/7/2009 3:39 am |
whats going on in here?  thought it's all about being promiscuous why are u talking about...liars? lolz  btw... i also wish...i am promiscuous  it would be fun!  but... my mom's gonna pinch...mine!   
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if it's only were true just woke up don't know what i'm saying ~ Jolielaide
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no problem for you anything  ~ Jolielaide
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about the question... maybe he doesn't know any better maybe he doesn't fell worthy of you maybe he's playing a game what the heck, i could only guess coz if i ask... he always try to duck, or run, beat around the bushes and yeah, lie  ~ Jolielaide
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my advice is forget him ~ Jolielaide
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