OZZY714's blog: "OZZY'S JOURNAL"

I decided a long time ago to do something to make sure I never forget.... Of all the people in my life she had a HUGE Impact because we were so far apart but came so close to one another it was scary so now I go through life wishing things could have been so different but always knowing things are what they are.... IDA thank you Love!!! NAUGHTY NIGHTS Oh, the thought of me and you alone It drives me wild all night long Just the thought of the things we'd do Or the things I'd do to you Off goes the shirt, Rolling in the dirt, Skin against skin, Moaning begins Smothered in whipped cream, Like a flawless dream, The possibilities are endless, And our nights are sleepless Snap that whip a little bit harder, Because it drives me wild, And say those words, just one more time, Because you know I want you to be mine. Now it's time to move to the floor, Because it's better against the door. Just knowing it's naughty makes it good, Like time spent with you should. Now it's time to bring out the leather, And while you're at it, bring the hand tether, Tie you up, make you scream, Licking off all the whipped cream. I don't wanna stop, Because you're so hot, So don't think about morning, It won't come without warning. Now I'll be the nurse, Then roles will reverse. But now it's time for your sponge bath, Bow, baby; feel my wrath Oh no, here comes the sun, It seems like our fun is done, But don't worry, babe, it's alright, We just have to wait until tonight. No, the fun's not quite over yet, Just meet me tonight, and don't forget, Because you know I love it when it's me and you; I love all those kinky things you do

What is all this time has been wasted? What if all we had has been lost? Cuz maybe i just don't care no more. Cuz maybe it's not how it was before. Maybe i'll change my mind later. But maybe you won't take me back. I'll just be sitting here waiting. You'll be at home debating. I'll be waiting for you to want me. You'll be wanting an apology. But neither of us will give in. So maybe neither of us will win. Hopefully one day we'll look back. And we'll smile at what we once had. But what i'm willing to bet. Is that we'll both be filled with regret

I want to be your companion and walk hand in hand, your strength enveloping mine. Autumn leaves falling, scuffing feet and laughter, sharing nights, not finished by the dark. I want to be your confidant as you pen your deepest thoughts, as your heartaches bleed and finally break free. Your dreams, I keep as if my own. I want to smile as you smile and giggle with you at nothing at all. I want to be your lover and find the passions that move you to action. I want to be the softness that induces you to trust. I want to be the naughty that makes you come back for more. I want to please you. I want to share your breakfast and your dinner, I want you in the shower and in your bed and with soft steps to bring you coffee (I take mine black) Your strong arms, the legs that power your thrust, your lips of pleasure, these are the fuel of my desire no it is no secret, my love, and to put it very simply, I want you.

Well I was going to put this pic with this but I thought someone might get offended so here is a link instead I know this is emo shit but I'm not sorry for it at ALL!! most poetry and life is anyway!! http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o206/27256ozzy/cutarmshot.jpg The long awaited kiss to bring forth the bliss trickling down drops of fire from the deepest veins of my desire with nothing else in life to gain might as well give into the pain The kiss that makes you miss the next day and makes all the blue in the sky gray where no one remembers you and never say how much they miss you and wish you were still around happiness, love, hope....I never found trying so hard not to make a sound tearing at my flesh for an ounce or a pound The cold kiss upon the hot skin and burning flesh where pain and love have once meshed but the foundation gave way and was destroyed alone in the darkness, the blade always toyed "Do it!" a voice would say but I never gave way however, the thoughts still remain standing each day as the tears retain behind my eye where inside I cry where I drop down to my knees begging please not to miss the fatal kiss Slowly, I begin to cave no longer for life I crave no reason to be saved in my own blood I have bathed while taking away my very life with The Kiss of my knife

Far away, thousand of miles from here, there is a black mountain. And on that black mountain, hiding in the mist of a forest, there is a small shack. And inside that shack there is a box, and in that box there is a heart. My heart, so no one can ever break it. Not even you. Even if you try, you will not be able to break my heart. I'm here, with you. I'm all here, touching your skin, gazing at you naked, inviting as silk. We're together, but you are angry at me for meeting with others, for not living together. You're angry at me for not telling you I love you. I can't love you. My heart is far away, thousand of miles from here, inside a shack, inside a box. You are always so serious. Smile once in a while; don't take life so hard. We are doing all right as it is, aren’t we? No heart. We don't need the heart to have a good time. You don't have to handle commitment with this kind of seriousness. "I'm leaving you, and you will end up alone" you said. "Good" I said. "If you want to go, go." So you left. It took me two weeks to call you up and tell you to come back. I'm unhappy alone. I'm unhappy without you. I'm bored, and there is no one to caress me and tell me loving words. "I'm not coming back, unless you tell me you love me. Are we really doing all right without it?" Why must you be so heavy, why must we force the heart into this? Don't you know it might break? But then you said that because I try so hard not to break my heart, I'm actually breaking yours, that the only way for us to be together is if we both use our hearts, and enjoy it. We should risk breaking it. I knew I had to go on a long journey, but I wasn't going to, unless you made an effort as well. I told you that by the time I return from my journey you better be lighter, and develop some sort of a sense of humor. You promised, and so I went after my heart. I packed a little bag with a loaf of bread, water, and a picture of you. A wise man once told me that all a man needs to survive is food, drink, and a strong belief in the goal. Besides, I wanted the first thing I see after finding my heart to be.. You. I was walking for hours, days, and weeks. My heart was far away, and up a black mountain. I was thinking of turning around and going back. We were doing so well without the heart… The easiest way was if we could just receive, without calculating what we must give back. But no.. You had to have my heart in return. You better not be so serious when I get back. I looked at your picture; so beautiful. I kept on walking. I became very hungry and so I ate some of the bread, and drank some of the water. I must have already been walking for thousand of miles. The earth can't be round. It must be a conspiracy. It's not possible that a man can walk for so long and still not reach the point he started from. Here he is, the black mountain. I climbed the mountain. A few black creatures were trying to get in my way. One told me that there are better looking girls than you. Another told me that you don't really love me. A huge creature kept saying you would break my heart. And the king of the black creature was shouting at me you would still be serious even after I return. So I took your picture out and I showed him. I think he understood, because he let me continue on my way. I entered the forest. I was walking for hours and hours, almost forgot why I was walking. Almost forgot my own name. But then I noticed a bag hanging from my shoulder. I opened it, and inside was a half loaf of bread, a half bottle of water, and a picture of a girl. You. It reminded me. I almost forgot, but then I remembered. I became hungry and thirsty again, so I ate the bread, and drank the water, and there was none left to support me on my way. Then I saw the shack. I saw many shacks. In many shapes and colours. There were even some colours I have never seen before. I guess a lot of people hide a lot of stuff here, stuff they are afraid of breaking. Every shack belongs to a person, and there are a few that probably have more than one shack. How will I find mine? I went searching, hoping to see something that stood out, and then I saw it. I recognized it from my dreams, from my dreams on you. Just as I was getting to it a giant eagle charged down at me. I was hiding behind a rock and he was circling over me. I was horrified. It was the deepest fear I ever felt. However, I went so far, I'm not going to break so close to my goal. I ran like crazy, and entered the small shack. I lifted up the box that was there, and opened it. I could hear the eagle hovering outside, screeching at me: "I will break your heart. You better not". Inside the box, inside red cotton, was my heart. He was looking very fragile. I put it in my bag and turned to exit the shack, when I saw you. You were in the opposite shack, opening a box. You lifted a piece or red humor, like the nose of a clown. Suddenly you turned around and saw me, and started laughing, and laughing… I think I love you. We went down the other side of the black mountain and saw our house at the foot of it. I guess the world is round. Actually my heart was very close; I just took the long way to find it. Maybe it was the only way to realize how much I missed it. Funny you, I love you.

I recently met some one I seriously thought was my soul mate we had so much in common and it was EVERYTHING I have been dreaming about.. it didn't last that long but the impact it has had on me just boggles my fucking mind!! it's been a month or so now and at first I couldn't even come online without just wanting to TRASH this PC!! How could I fall for this Illusion of LOVE once more !! How could I think that this person I met who was so sweet and kind in heart and thought, could be so RUTHLESS and CRUEL.. I mean nothing I did could constitute NEVER wanting to even TALK to me again..but I also can see how they could NEVER move on with me in the picture ..women have a tough roll in life always someone there to pick up the piece's .. but they are the one's who have to go on like nothing ever happened no matter how they still or did feel.. I hold no hard feelings for this person but it's not easy to do this.. When we get hurt we tend to find a reason to be mad as a way of getting past it but I wish NOT to do this if I can but Like I said it's hard ... So Now I have no clue as to what to do ..I feel so betrayed !! and how will I ever TRUST again? just another lost love to add to the ever growing list of shit this world keep's throwing at us all I'm sure.. and THIS IS GETING OLD!!!

Maybe... Maybe Creator wanted us to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. Maybe.. when the door of happiness closes, another opens; but, often times, we look so long at the closed door that we don't even see the new one which has been opened for us. Maybe... It is true that we don't know what we have got until we lose it, but it is also true that we don't know what we have been missing until it arrives. Maybe... The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. Maybe... You should dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go; be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you dream of and want to do. Maybe... There are moments in life when you miss someone -- a parent, a spouse, a friend, a child -- so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real. Maybe... The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had. Maybe... You should always try to put yourself in others' shoes. If you feel that something could hurt you, it probably will hurt the other person, too. Maybe... You should do something nice for someone every single day, even if it is simply to leave them alone. Maybe... Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they will love you back. Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart; but, if it doesn't, be content that it grew in yours. Maybe... You shouldn't go for looks; they can deceive; Don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile. Maybe... You could send this message to those people who mean something to you, to those who have touched your life either positively or not, to those who can and do make you smile when you really need it, to those who make you see the brighter side of things when you are really down, and to all those whom you want to know that you appreciate them and their friendship. Maybe... I just did!