Tunesday ~ Crazy Love

I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles
And the heavens open up every time she smiles
And when I come home to her that's where I belong
Yet I'm running to her like a river's song

[chorus]
she gives me love love love love crazy love
she gives me love love love love crazy love...

She's got a fine sense of humor when I'm feeling low down
And when I come home to her when the sun goes down
She takes away my troubles, takes away my grief
Takes away my heartache in the night like a thief.

she gives me love love love love crazy love
she gives me love love love love crazy love...

She's got love love love love crazy love
Yes I need her in the daytime
Yes I need her in the night
I want to throw my arms around her
To kiss her, hug her, kiss her, hug her tight
And when I'm returning from so far away
She gives me such sweet lovin' brightens up my day
And makes me righteuos and makes me whole
And it makes me mellow down to my soul

she gives me love love love love crazy love
she gives me love love love love crazy love...

Happy Memorial Day.

However you celebrate this holiday, take a moment to remember those fallen soldiers that gave their lives for our freedom.

Asking ...

A soft moan escapes my lips when you kiss the corner of my mouth. As your lips move across mine, I feel your dick press against me and begin sliding through my quivering pussy lips. You feel my fingernails dig into your skin each time you bump into my clit. You tease me by avoiding my wet hole because you want to hear me ask you for it. Ask you to give me that pretty dick. Ask you to fuck me. Ask you to let me feel you fill me up with that hard fullness. Ask you to plunge deep and bang against that spot you like so much. Ask you to drag back and forth across that spot I like so much. Ask you to make me squirt on you. Ask you to give it to me now.

I'm asking...

HEAD Day ... Tight Grip

I love how he's got a tight grip on her hair and the look he has on his face is priceless. You can imagine what he's feeling as her mouth devours him hungrily. Those delicioius sensations ripping through his body makes him begin to fuck her pretty face and slam himself against her soft lips as his dick plunges in and out of her throat.

Head day is finally here.

*waits for Kirsti to post the good stuff*

Questioning Love ...

Saying "I love you" makes me smile. Hearing "I love you" warms my heart. Three simple words have such a deep impact emotionally. Having someone to share those words with seems so natural when you believe them to be true. What happens when you don't have that person to tell or have that person tell you? Does it mean you don't? They don't?

I love being in love. I love sharing such personal emotions. I love finding ways to make that other person feel how much they mean to me and how precious they are. I'm amazed when one person can find a way into my tangled emotions and find a place that belongs to them and them alone.

Love is a scary place sometimes; vulnerability of emotional exposure. Is it real? Is he or she just playing me? Is this just a habit and so comfortable I've confused this with love? My gut tells me I know those answers. My heart confirms what my gut says. My mind however, makes me question.

Hey xoxo come on back to blogging.

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Chaos.

My brain has been sucked into chaos. The dysfunctional aspect of my siblings when it came to burying our mother will be something I will never understand. I am left with handling all family business and even though it's a lot to handle, my brother and sister wouldn't know where to begin. I am headed home tomorrow for a few days then will be back in South Dakota for as long as it takes to settle the estate and sell the house and some property. Thanks to those that reached out with sentiments of sympathy. Much appreciated.

Blogger has sure changed in a couple days. A prolific writer and creative soul has left the blogging community. I'm trying my best to talk her back but she's pretty stubborn and has no time for online bullshit. I visit a couple blogs religiously and barely find the time to blog myself but I find it really crazy that there are people online that have nothing better to do than leave nasty and hurtful comments or send emails to people that are just plain mean. I've had my share of both this week. I'm ignoring it but it saddens me. Blogger just isn't the same.

Friendship.

I have found myself in the darkest of places with the passing of my mother. I'm so fucked up emotionally and totally disappointed with my family. I am embarrassed and ashamed to find myself needing help from friend and wanting more than she can give to get it all together. It was too much to ask. It was unfair and should have been something a member of my family should have done. Shit I should have done it.

What I got was unconditional friendship, a beautiful program for the service and a reminder that within the darkest of places there are those that bring sunshine to your life when you need it most. I hope one day I can make that much of a difference in her life. She is beyond amazing in my eyes.

Love the cleavage shot

Happy Mothers day to all.

Donald Trumps campaign poster

Hand job AND head?

So sue me. I want both.

Obama is on a roll.

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Finally, Osama Bin Laden is Dead.