08 November 2008By Comments Off on Were you thinking of meIn Music
It was the day when they put her on the cover
They found the corpse in the back of a Mercury
They got her laptop picking all the numbers
Trying to reach that they never meant to reach
They called a top doc messing with the data
Trying to help but they couldn’t eventually
She’s a rough cut
She’s a top tough stuff
ref. 2x:
Oh, were you thinking of me?
Oh, were you thinking of me?
Oh, were you thinking of me?
With a love like that
It was a night,well a night just like the others
Picked up the pack that she always gave to me
She wore her lacquer top
Tripping undercover
Got in her car, just to never get back to me
Sneak in her room, she’s missing all her lovers
I really hope I can get away with it
She’s a top cop
She’s a top ten stuff
07 November 2008By Comments Off on My favourite fanfictions # 4 (ER – Kim/Kerry)In Fanfictions, Lesbian
Speed Bumps
By Harriet
Kim hugged her knees as her eyes lingered on the white expanse before her. Her gaze followed the valleys and curves with affection and desire, warmth coursing so far inside her if felt as though it went as deep as the marrow of her bones. She was hesitant to break the spell with touch, but couldn’t bear to keep her hand still any longer. It had been too long that she’d been denied this pleasure, any pleasure, really. Everything had been so cold, and she had been alone, longing, hurting.
She stretched her palm out gently and let it hover over the center of Kerry’s back, feeling the intense heat the small body generated. She left her hand there, wondering how such a slip of a woman could hold so much energy. A minute passed, and she felt the fatigue in her arm beginning to set in.
04 November 2008By Comments Off on Bursting out energy – yonderboiIn Life, Music
Lyrics:
Oh well the sun go down
Celebration in the town tonight
All day long
They been slaughtering upon the stone
Share out the meat
Yeah, you really like to eat
Come on man, come follow me home
Well, the priest he cries
Virgin ascending to the skies tonight
All day long
I have passed my time alone
And when the church bell rung
I stayed out on the tower
In a dying sun
Now come on man, come follow me home
Well I don’t need no priest
But I love all of the people
Yes I share the feast
So I drink up my wine
Yes and the song in my bones
I know the way
I can see by the moonlight
Clear as the day
Now come on man, come follow me home
02 November 2008By Comments Off on It’s all in usIn Life
It’s funny though how we cross our fingers through a whole season for a serial killer…how he warms our heart…and then for another season…and another one. Ironic, isn’t it? But still watching it.