GingerShameless's blog: "good stuff"

I fought cinco de mayo and it romped all over my ass. Tequila shots, mexican beer and some rum (I know rum isn't mexican, but it's just so damned good and it was sailor jerry rum). Played beer pong for the first time ever and my first game I did pretty good at. Everyone was accusing me of being a shark. hahahaha. I lost every game I played. Almost one the last game but that's because we were playing dirty. I was on a team with my friend Vanessa and she and I were flashing tits and spanking each other. It was a good time, but today I feel like someone boot stomped the back of my head and my tummy hurts. Does anyone want to come over and make me feel better? I hear sex is supposed to be good for headaches, but I'm ok with you just rubbing my head to.

Arms wrapped around me Head on my shoulder Breath on my skin Let me go Teeth on skin Nails raking your shirt Lips begging for yours Let me go This fire burning inside Hold me down Make me cry Let me go Your taste still burning on my lips Drowning in your scent Hands longing for your skin Come back Want screaming from my lips Desire driving me mad Lust burning me alive Craving sins of the flesh Tease me with your touch Impatient breath on my neck Draw me into you ... I need more

Me and the Mad Monkettes ~ World/Inferno Friendship Society You’ve got it written on your face And in the scars on your hands from all that You could feel for a while There was nothing worth knowing that couldn’t be Be hidden or stolen Anyway I got to be going You better too We shall bend in the wind Like reeds knowing greedy get nothing So dressed for the occasion This is an invitation Every time you, you walk the streets you You feel the sound of every punk’s heartbeat And every time the cops drive by We smile and smile and smile and smile Spending like a punk rocker on payday At the monster dogs’ Christmas parade Me and The Mad Monkettes we stop and wave Here’s your conscience just in case you don’t have one Rod Serling said, he said, “Gin and tonics all night long” Let’s stop and wave Spending like a punk rocker on payday At the Village Halloween parade Me and The Mad Monkettes we carry the day Walking across that Williamsburg bridge, sir Edward r. Murrow said, he said, “This neighborhood’s gone to the dogs” Just stop and wave Broke as I’ll be on Monday Going out in the woods today Me and The Mad Monkettes we lose our way “Do you think these bruises are sexy?” Rasputina said, she said And it was like the beginning and end credits All at one goddamn time The night is never too long Not for me anyway How is it for you so far away? How did you get so far away? Aging like a movie star’s heyday Hemorrhaging money I make my way Me and The Mad Monkettes I ain’t got a regret And I can’t forget it at all