December 16, 2010 by SupremeGREAM. Forget the brief delay courtesy of her shaky hands lacking in precision to hit the keyhole on the first try while opening the door. But he remembers how his favorite shirt got torn and lost its buttons. Pants flew and kisses flooded as passion engulfed them. Blood threatening to leak out fast from his woody.

Bare, Naked, whatever, See my Heart! Tuesday, February 9, 2010. I came, I broke you apart. You forgot, you were not meant to be. A glass, tall, beautiful, wine glass. So yes, i broke you apart. Is cos you are the flexibility. The deal, the diamond. Monday, February 8, 2010. Just for what you think.

So called attempt at poetry. WHERE DID YOU GO? TOUCH THE SKY-HILLSONG UNITED. I want to reach out. Rubs hands together vigorously! .

Posted by modoathii in Uncategorized. Not another save the Mau plea. Though it does bug me. So said the wise guys who were chilling by the beach as they watched a stubborn 5-year old almost butcher himself with a razor blade. Water water everywhere except in that damn dam, which quenches and sheds light on us thirsty in-the-dark Nairobians. Marto is one of these guys.

The way I see it! Saturday, January 16, 2010. Wednesday, November 18, 2009. I passed on the idea to fellow Iborian tweeps. No need to use Eastleigh route.

Turn the Tide and Reverse the Tide. On October 25, 2010 by p4wn3d. thought I should hit you up with a random story of some ish that I found to be really funny.

Yet another exciting night of poetry and music, we had our usual blast and some more. The night opened with the introduction of a new co-mc Jamal, who rocked the crowd with his self introduction and the crowd screaming CO and MC in excitement over the new appointment. Peace, lOve and poetry. We started the year .

Have you ever got back home after a LONG day and started searching frantically for that note? Well, the note that was next to your bed when you woke up but forgot to read. Why there was no memo, no warning letter that said,.