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As I lay there catching my breath after an amazing unloading. My mind runs wild with thoughts of entering her body. Soon I feel her hand on my manhood once more. Stroking and pulling him to attention like a good soldier. Then, once my drill Sargent is fully prepared to lay siege, I feel her climb on top of me and slowly inch her way down my massive erection until I am completly inside of her and her beautiful ass in on my lap. I can feel her grind on me, going wild as she bounces uncontrollably on top of me, forcing me deeper and deeper inside her sugary walls. Soon I feel her shudder and she leans over to kiss me while she ogasms, moaning and screaming into my mouth as she keeps perfect pace on my cock. The rhythm in her hips is like that of smooth jazz. Now it's my turn. I lay her on her stomach and with no more then a seconds thought I take my cock and slowly enter her dripping little fuck hole from behind. Once I'm completly inside her once more I begin to stroke deep inside her erogenous zone, forcing the head of my manhood to touch her uterus. I pull her hair hard from the back and then smack her gorgeous derrière, causing her to moan in pleasure and pain as I pick up speed. Almost slamming now, deeper, harder, faster, like a machine with one primary function. Harder and herder, I pound her vagianal walls until I feel myself about to unload inside her body. But no, I pull out of her and flip her on her back. Then, I spread her legs wide and throw them over my shoulders and bare down. Then, I begin to demolish her little pussy once more. Grabbing her breast and burying my face in them. Licking and sucking on her erect little nipples as I keep metronome time inside of her. Then I feel my testicals get heavy once more. I can no longer hold back so I release myself inside of her. Painting her velvet walls white with my seed as I bury my manhood deep one last time, convulsing with each spasmatic burst. Once I'm spent I kiss her on her honey sweet lips and then collapse on top of her. It's been an amazing night. Soon we spoon in our own juices, smiles on our faces, we drift gently and quietly to sleep. THE END

I dont think you realize how much hatred i hate you with,

How much anger i have towards you, how much force id like to break you with,

Im disgusted by you and so i must defy you, im tired of being bullshitted and lied to,

Your like a fucking plague, that i just cant shake, how much longer can i endore before i crumble under the weight?

I hate everything about you, your attitude, your mouth too, and if it wasnt for jail id choke the living shit out you,

But i show restraint, for our daughters sake, you take my kindess for weakness and thats a mistake.

My mind dazed, i stood on wobbly legs, as shaky as a new born calf. My erect member points at her in an accusatory fashion. Begging for her feminine touch, longing for her loving kisses and to feel the moist, wet depths of her lovely mouth as her luscious lips slide lovingly up and down upon it. With feline reflexes she drops down to her knees in front of me and snatches my manhood into her hand like a greedy little girl snatches her toys away. Her soft palms feel so good against the rigid flesh of my stiffining rod. I can feel her kissing the head, wrapping her tongue around it and then proceed to move in a southern direction on my shaft, then back again. Suddenly i feel her spit on the tip and then, without a seconds thought she pops my cock into her mouth and i become putty in her hands. I place my hand gently on the back of her neck as she goes to work, feeling her head rise and fall, feeling her lips ascend my mountain and then descend flawlessly. I can feel her throat muscles tighten around my shaft as she pushes more and more of me into the back of her throat. Sometimes gagging and other times taking my entire length into her lungs. Shes so good to me. She wraps her hand around my swollen member once more, never taking it out of her mouth completely, she jacks me off while she continues to blow me. I feel her saliva start to drip from my heavy testicles and i develop the strong urge to cover her tonsils with cum. As if knowing im on the brink of explosion she looks up at me with innocent eyes and removes her hand as she increases her speed. My hand still on the back of her head i proceed to fuck her hot little mouth, forcing my cock to the back of her throat and holding her there. Then, once i can no longer hold back, i release my load into her mouth. Allowing her to jerk my manhood on to her tongue as she greedly licks and laps every salty drop. It spills onto her chin, and without missing a beat she quickly wipes it with her hand and licks it off her palm. Once im completely spent i collapse in a heap on the bed... (to be continued)

It was late... i was naked when i snuck into her room while she was asleep. I crept up slowly, making sure not to make even the slightest of sounds. As i moved closer i could hear her heavy, slumbering breaths. Soon i could see her chest rise and fall in rhythmic motion so steady, like the second hand on her wall clock. Once upon her, i slowly pulled the light, silken sheet she used to cover herself in the sticky summer heat. Inch by inch the sheet crept and every inch it crept my manhood grew until her legs and panties were exposed and i was fully erect. I quickly and quietly dropped to my knees and with a touch so light i could of been a ghost i slowly spread her legs. I could smell the intoxicating aroma of her flower and took the liberty too push my face between her thighs and inhale deeply. Holding the scent in my lungs and chest until my head started to swim and i could taste her in my salivating mouth. Then, i pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, exposing her secret garden, at first sight i almost instantly exploded. I kissed her saturated lips, took her hot spot in my mouth and made out with her sweet little coochie, getting drunk off the love potion that flowed forth from her hot little box. Then, just out of curiosity, i got bold and slid my middle finger slowly inside her until my knuckles touched her sweet spot and her juices dripped from my hand. 1 stroke, 2 strokes, 3 strokes, 4, deep inside her moist little middle as i feasted on her honey pot and then i heard a gasp. A second later and i felt her hand on the back of my head and heard her moaning as she gyrated on my face. Pushing my tounge deeper inside her as she shuddered from wave after wave of multiple orgasms. I could feel her nails dig into the back of my skull as the sensations rocketed through her body and cut through her core like a hot knife. Once she was completely spent she let my head go. My face washed in her passion, i caught my breath as my manhood oozed from the tip. Anticipating what was yet to come.... (to be continued)

Depressions eatin me up, my best is neva enough, i got this pain in my gut, i walk around in a huff, life got me wantin to die, ive lived a life full of lies, so many tears in my eyes, from all the pain thats inside, my life is meant to be bad, im miserable and sad, i think of grabbin the gat, to put myself on my back, my emotions are numb, from all the shit that ive done, i feel like im doin time, now tell me where is ya god?



All i want is some peace, to do away from the grief, im sick and tired of the games, my struggles drive me insane, my demons takin they toll, im feelin beat up and old, i drop and scream at the sky, then wipe the tears from my eyes, then walk away cuz im pissed, cuz heaven doesn't exist, the bible tellin me lies, there is no ultimate prize, i was born just to die, now tell me where is ya god?



I lie awake i dont sleep, suicidal thoughts creep, i may look happy outside, but take a look underneath, youll find invisable scars, im tired of baring this cross, my lifes a waste of a cause, i chaulk it up as a lose, so much anger and hate, there aint much more i can take, till i eventually break, misery is my fate, i wake up beggin to die, i feel like im bein robbed, i sit here waitin for signs, from a fictional god, sometimes its hard just to breath, hard to stand on my feet, but theres enough motivation to cock the hammer and squeeze, one last look all around, before im cold on the ground, i spew a curse at the sky, now tell me where is ya god?

HORRORCORE. If you don't like it, don't listen to it. Point blank. But dont talk shit about it cuz you dont understand it. I dont like county but i have the good sense not to hate on ppl who do. It's just music. Get over it.

Its too early in the morning...., i have random rhymes runnin through my brain, but nothin solid..., so i guess ill just write random shit about myself on here, lol. Merry meet btw. Im a gamer. Im in love with assassins creed. Those of you who've played black flag know its the shit. Case in point? Ive beaten it twice and maxed out everything, lol. I have a big thing for pin up girls. But not what you would call normal pin up girls. I like clown, zombie, goth, emo and juggalette pin up girls. I can draw my ass off, tho i haven't drawn much of anything in a few yrs. I used to do tattoos, but, when your financially strapped, you have bills too pay and a child too feed you tend to make sacrifices. So, i sold my tattoo equipment. My favorite place in the world is ocean city maryland. Every time i go i feel at home. Thats probably due to the fact that im from maryland. But compared to the part of maryland im from, ocean city is paridise. My dad is my hero. Hes probably my best friend. With all the drama he's been through in his long and weary life i dont gripe about him wanting to head out early in the morning, catch some fish and smoke some pot. Id say hes earned it. Me and relationships dont mix, after spending 6 1/2 yrs in a relationship that i literally watched fall apart in front of me id rather be single. I may die that way, less stress, that suits me fine. My daughter will probably be my one and only child ever. Multiple baby mamas mean multiple drama. Fuck that. Anyway..., thats it for now. Wanna know more? Just ask. Ill try to answer as honestly as possible. Whoop whoop, blessed be.

Im sick of motha fukaz alwayz poppin off, quick 2 call da law, n flap dey fukin jawz, sayin im 2 raw, cuz i say wut i want n grab on my ballz, im walkin tall, im jus real is all, im sorry if ya jaw dropped cuz im off da wall, n ya forbidden fuckin suckz like da local mall, ya bitchez take big dik in ya vocal cordz, till ya lipz start burnin like da smoke awardz, pls dont think i wont choke u whorez, n leave u slumped in a ball on da fuckin floor. My dik big in my pants like a baby arm, make deez chix start screamin like car alarmz, i dont luv deez chix, don't git me wrong, but id rather stik my face in a dirty john, and if i offend you den 2 damn bad, cuz my feelinz 4 u empty like a beat dope bag...

Coulrophillia: is the sexual attraction to clown, mimes and jesters. This is me. One of my biggest sexually erotic attactions are girls dressed up as clowns. I know, weired huh? But no weirder then being afraid of clowns. Atleast in my opinion anyway. But, i am a juggalo. And im afraid a juggalo's opinion on clowns is a bit one sided.

What being a juggalo means to me quite simply is a freedom of expression beyond that of the everyday norm. It means finding beauty in the dark places that occupy the human Psyche. Juggalos/lettes are a very outspoken ppl, most come from places in life too disturbing for the rest of society to handle. We embrace our individuality and show love to the like minded, taking them into our "family" of misfits. We have our own interesting and colorful language, our own set of rules and ideals and the music that we listen to and follow reflects those ideals. Being a juggalo/lette isnt a fad, its not something you do for attention and those who treat the culture as anything less then a way of life profane the entire concept. We're not seeking acceptance, quite frankly we dont give a damn whether ppl like us or not. We just want to be left alone. Free to live our lives the way we see fit and not according to someone elses beliefs.



Whoop whoop, mmfwcl, rep that wicked and swing your hatchets high.

Ive been pagan for about 11 yrs now. I turned to paganism because out of every religion in this wide world paganism just felt right to me. What ive learned as a pagan is that the world itself is a very miraculous place filled with the wonderous and horrifying alike, and that ppl as a whole are very mysterious. Paganism has allowed me to achieve a level of personal peace that at one time i thought impossible. Ive become very humbled. Ever the student, my religion is a constant learning experience. Paganism can be for anybody but isnt for everybody. For some ppl its just not theyre cup of tea. But, difference makes the world go round and the beauty of life is the ability to choose your own path. This is mine. Respect it and ill respect yours.

The insperation for my name comes from alot of pain i once endured in my life that caused my heart to become emotionally numb. I suffered an emotional death of sorts due to a very broken childhood that consisted of things to horrifying to mention even on a site that hosts as many freaks and dark minded ppl on it as this one (no disrespect). As i grew into a man my heart continued to grow darker, my anger got worse as my family and the world itself continued to take a proverbial dump on me. Anyway....., my daughter is my entire world now. The only person in this entire universe or any other that id ever die for and the only female in this world i truly love. Shes my reason for living. My rhymes reflect how i feel, in good times and bad. I hope they make you feel a range of emotions. If they offend you then all i can truly say is that the rhymes touched a nerve inside you and made you see something in yourself you didnt like. Thats life. I make no apologies.

U motha fukaz sellin wolf tikitz n bullshittin, datz y no 1 buyz ya shit but deez fagz n bitchez, tellin ppl dat u down wen u da 1'st 1 snitchin, fuckin round wit me have all ya cash missin, on a mission wen i rhyme 2 smash ya whole buzinezz, hope im pluckin at cha nervez like jahovaz witness, tryna piss u bitchez off datz my whole intention, my rhymez like a old skool can of azz whippin, have you addicted 2 da flow like dat bag u sniffin, have ya chicken on my nuts like a crack addiction, lippin off to me would b a bad decision, drop 2 ya kneez like religion n start da azz kissin.

I hate dope fiendz n coke fiendz, n fiends datz on pillz who think dey keepin dat shit low key, im mind boggled, by fiendz stuck in a bottle, who wallow, and drown in dey own sorrowz, the excusez dey give like da fiendz demselvz r uselezz, dey spew out pollution n make excussez while dey pukin, n da bitchez, givin up brichez 4 a fixin, while dey kidz live in, a filthy, foul position, it aint jus da ghetto, trailer parkz n da hood, dat shit iz global, we got fiendz out in da woodz, dey point da finga, n we point da finga bak, da blame shiftz so much, itz more complicated den dat, but nomatter whoz 2 blame therez 1 simple fact, a fiendz gone b a fiend, check da hospital statz.

Daddies still here baby, daddies still breathin, i know daddies been gone baby, daddies been grievin, your mama left daddy cuz she thought it was best, and losin you and mama puts a pain in my chest, your too young to understand the tramadical mess, just know that your my world and your daddy aint left, your mama did what she did and it makes daddy sad, but i aint mad, them text i sent tho was bad, but thats dad, cuz daddies missin what he had. But you don't understand cuz your only 2, i know its crude, i didnt do what i was supposed to do, i miss holdin you, i would never choose anything over you, the bond that we had has been real messed up, you wouldnt come to your daddy, that made daddy feel rough, but you dont know no better your not old enough, and ima love you babygirl till my bones are dust.

Sik thoughtz n big ballz, cum in my drawz, every chick dat Walx by got me jackin off, big titz n phat azz dat switch wen dey pass, freak chix dat like chainz n whipz on dey azz, thick chix n phat chix, yellow, whyte n black chix, tongue ringz n thick lipz make jimmy go spaztik, i like chix wit thick hipz dat like 2 show dey assez, i hate chix who flip trix b-cuz dey fuckin nazti, booty shortz n short skirtz n whyte cotton pantiez, i luv chix in heelz who got a jiggle in dey phanny,



I luv boobz dat bounce bounce wit every little movement, man i swear deez femalez've got me goin thru it, emoz n gothix n dem luvly lettez, freak chix wit byte marx on dey luvly nex, paw printz n starz on dey luvly breastz, clit ringz n nip barz......., im outta breath.

u gotta shook 1 status, claimin u the baddest, so itz only outta habit that my burner git 2 clappin, shit iz tragik, u'z a sucka n a faggot, pretendin like u down? The burner lift u like itz majik, ima juggalo ryda, aint scared 2 fyre, gotta dick so big dey call it a high ryza, so don't talk shit or my burner'll b apart of u, cuz runnin that lip'll turn ya brainz inta particlez, cuz i dont need my clik if u really wanna start it, u'z a punk azz bitch n im simply gettin tired of u.