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8 months ago. Sunday, May 18, 2025 at 10:31 PM

 

"I write to you like a lover
But we have never been in love.
Three am and I’m sending snapshots
of my heart because you are the only one
Who isn’t afraid to look at them?
Sometimes we kiss for no reason.
Sometimes I go crawling into your bed
because I need a space to belong to
And your hands are steadier
than mine have ever been.
Sometimes you get lost
And you wind up on my doorstep,
But it’s okay–
You’re always welcome here.
I tell you all the secrets I’ve been
keeping from myself while you
peel apart at the edges and admit
to all the soft things you pretend
You don’t know how to feel.
We understand each other, here.
My sheets know all our demons.
We don’t touch like that in the daytime,
But at night, you are all hands
And I am all teeth
And we are a double-hinged door
slammed open by the wind.
We work that way.
It’s easy as breathing:
two kindred souls wrapped up together,
settled in for the night,
sharing the same skin for a little while."

 

— Best Friends With Benefits

 

Author Unknown

 

 

8 months ago. Thursday, May 15, 2025 at 11:25 AM

 

Nobody feels any pain
Tonight, as I stand inside the rain
Ev'rybody knows
That Baby's got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

Queen Mary, she's my friend
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That Baby can't be blessed
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine, and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear thatÑ

I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry, and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl.

 

This version is so incredibly beautiful

 

 

8 months ago. Saturday, May 10, 2025 at 6:10 PM

 

* Best Of You ~ Foo Fighters~ In Your Honor

* When The Party's Over ~Billie Ellish ~ When We All Asleep, Where do We Go?

* That Glow ~ St. Paul & The Broken Bones ~ Half The City

* Visions Of Johanna ~ Bob Dylan ~ Live At The Royal Albert Hall 1965

* Home ~ Sheryl Crow ~ Sheryl Crow 

* Gold Dust Woman ~ Fleetwood Mac ~ Rumors

* A Change Is Gonna Come ~ Greta Van Fleet ~  From The Fires

* Oh Darlin' What Have I Done ~ The White Buffalo ~ Prepare For Black & Blue

* Out There ~ Dinosour Jr. ~ Where Ya Been

* Sleeps Dark And Silent Gate ~ Jackson Browne ~ The Pretender

~Sleeps Dark And Silent Gate ~ Jackson Browne

Sometimes I lie awake at night and wonder
Where my life will lead me
Waiting to pass under Sleep's dark and silent gate


I found my love too late
Running around day after day
Looking for the time to play
While my old friends slipped away


Never should have had to try so hard
To make a love work out, I guess
I don't know what love has got to do with happiness
But the times when we were happy
Were the times we never tried


Sitting down by the highway
Looking down the road
Waiting for a ride
I don't know where I've been
Wishing I could fly away
Don't know where I'm going
Wishing I could hide
Oh God, this is some shape I'm in
When the only thing that makes me cry
Is the kindness in my baby's eye


Sometimes I lie awake at night and wonder
Where the years have gone
They have all passed under
Sleep's dark and silent gate

 

 

 

 

8 months ago. Saturday, May 3, 2025 at 5:32 PM

 

 

8 months ago. Tuesday, April 29, 2025 at 8:50 PM

1: When did you lose your virginity? 16

2: Rough sex or soft sex? I love both 

3: Do you have any unusual kinks/fetishes? I have a crazy hand fetish. When I meet a man it's the first thing I notice

4: Weirdest place you’ve had sex? Outside an Italian restaurant in NYC, when we were done, there was a line forming to get in. We received cheers and applause.

5: Favorite sex position? Me on top.

6: Do you like to be dominant or submissive? submissive / masochist

7: Have you ever had any one-night stands? yes.

8: Sex on the bed, couch, or the floor? All of the above.

9: Have you ever had sex in a public place? Yes, tons.

10: Have you ever been caught masturbating? Yes.

11: What does your favourite underwear look like? Woinderwoman Underoos

12: How often do you have sex? Lately, it's been scarce. 

13: Is there anybody right now you’d like to have sex with? Yes

14: Do you prefer giving or receiving oral sex? Both.

15: Most embarrassing thing that’s ever happened to you during sex? I was tied down to a table when room service came in  

16: A song you’d listen to during hard/rough/kinky sex? Closer ~ NIN

17: A song you’d listen to during soft/slow sex? Anything by Barry White 

18: Are you into dressing up for sex?Yes

19: Would you prefer sex in the bath or sex in the shower? Both

20: If you could have sex with any celebrity right now, who would it be? Keanu

21: Have you ever had a threesome? .Yes.

22: Do you/would you use sex toys?Yes 

23. Have you ever sent someone a dirty text/picture? Unfortunately, Yes

24: Would you have sex with your best friend? I have, and it was the best fifteen years of my life.

25: Is there anything you do after sex? Cuddle in his nook

26: Something that will never fail to get you horny? His hands on my body

27: Early morning sex or late night sex? Both

28: Favorite body part on the opposite sex? Hands and Eyes

29: Favorite body part of the same sex?Lips

30: Do you watch porn? Yes

8 months ago. Tuesday, April 29, 2025 at 8:15 PM

 

I am not the first person you loved. You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers. We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin. Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night. Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come. I think that has to be part of its miracle. This is how we heal. I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar on your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you. And I will not be afraid of your scars. I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know: Whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap, your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I will love you when you are "a still day". I will love you when you are a hurricane.”

― Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers

 

I recently finished reading "Mouthful of Forevers" by Clementine Von Radics, and I was truly captivated by the entire book. The way she weaves together emotions and experiences is nothing short of remarkable. I wanted to share a particular quote that resonated with me deeply. If you haven't had a chance to read it yet, I highly recommend diving into this collection of poetry—it's an incredible journey that speaks to the heart.

 

 

9 months ago. Sunday, April 20, 2025 at 7:17 AM

 

* Daydreamin'  (Featuring Jill Scott)  ~Lupe Fiasco & Jill Scott  ~ Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor 

* Just A Girl ~ No Doubt ~ Tragic Kingdom

* Shakedown Street ~ The Grateful Dead ~ Shakedown Street

*  Love You Madly ~ Cake~  Comfort Eagle

* Sometimes It Snows In April ~ Prince

* Maybe Tomorrow ~ Stereo Phonics~ You Gotta Go There To Come Back

* The Killing Moon  ~ Echo & The Bunnymen ~ Ocean Rain

* Until The End Of The World ~ U2 ~ Achtung Baby

* Masters Of War ~ Live @ MSG ~ Bob Dylan's 30th Anniversay Concert

* New Slang ~ The Shins ~ Oh, Inverted World

Until The End Of The World ~ U2

Haven't seen you in quite a while
I was down the hold just passing time
Last time we met was a low-lit room
We were as close together as a bride and groom
We ate the food, we drank the wine
Everybody having a good time
Except you
You were talking about the end of the world

I took the money
I spiked your drink
You miss too much these days if you stop to think
You lead me on with those innocent eyes
You know I love the element of surprise
In the garden, I was playing the tart
I kissed your lips and broke your heart
You
You were acting like it was the end of the world

Love...

In my dream, I was drowning my sorrows
But my sorrows, they learned to swim
Surrounding me
Going down on me
Spilling over the brim
Waves of regret and waves of joy
I reached out for the one I tried to destroy
You
You said you'd wait
Till the end of the world

9 months ago. Thursday, April 17, 2025 at 1:56 PM

Rows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way

But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way

I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all

Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way

But now it's just another show
You leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away

I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way

But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say I've changed
Well something's lost, but something's gained
In living every day

I've looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all

I've looked at life from both sides now
From up and down and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all

 

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9 months ago. Tuesday, April 15, 2025 at 9:33 PM

 

Love. People talk about love like that’s the end of the story. Love doesn’t work like that. Sometimes we fall in love, and that’s all it is; nothing more happens. Sometimes we are given a handful of moments with someone. Sometimes we are given a lifetime of loving them, but don’t get a lifetime together with them. There will be love so intense that we think nothing can compare. Then there is the soft, sweet love that grows until it feels like it has made our hearts so full they may burst. There is the love we had to let go of, because it wasn’t what was best for us. The love that left a hole inside, and while it eventually heals, it leaves a scar. And we talk about love as though it isn’t possible to love more than one person. But love will come into our lives more than just once, and we will love for different reasons. And love isn’t the end of the story, but a beginning. The beginning of the compromise and work. This idea that you fall in love and that’s all there is, it’s bullshit and it’s why we are failing at it….

 

~Wandersoften

***I came across this piece, and it resonated with me profoundly.

 

 

9 months ago. Friday, March 28, 2025 at 4:34 AM

“I think it’s the worst for my hands. They exist with the sensory knowledge that they are without your shapes, that they open and close lacking your greedy skin. They miss you cuttingly. The memory of your outline is carved into my palms. This isn’t the longing ache that lovelorn people talk about, this is no low throb. I hurt for you. My hands hurt from being empty of you.”

 

— Verge Mail