I Do Like Full-Size Mirrors In The Bedroom

This lovely gal has a perfect body and a gorgeous face but she has those dark eyes goin' and all that mascara. I don't get this trend of the “smoky” eye look. Just wear mascara like you wear mascara! I love to see people's eyes, I don't like them all hidden behind blackness like a football player and that stupid line of black they wear or is that baseball players? It's just like the thick eyebrow trend. Seriously, people? First it was thin eyes brows, which was gross, and now girls have eyebrows as thick as a magic marker! I'm so glad I never fell into any of these trends because I often get complimented on my eyes, but I wear mascara and eyeshadow, colored ones mostly, I just don't wear enough to hide my eyes...boy, what's wrong with me this week? I'm just complaining and complaining on all my posts...I guess I need to make a few booty calls, huh? A girl needs a release now and then...

The Lonely Gazebo #4: A Follower's Collection (32 Photos)

Over the years I've gained a few faithful followers and supporters of all of my endeavors and it seems I can never thank them enough for their help, encouragements, and just plain awesomeness. Also, they have always thrown a few pics my way, some even flood my inbox with them (YAY!), so...I've decided to create a series on each of my BLOGs to spotlight these sexy offerings...to show off some really good taste in sexy beauty, as well as to give these followers the nod they deserve.

(Side Note: These followers do not claim to own these pics or their rights; they are simply collectors like myself)

This collection is courtesy of: OrangeeAppeal (Orangee3) from Reddit

Stamps Of Approval #49 (Hot Sexy Women Pic Dump - 20 Photos)

I Hope She's Calling Me

People, don't let other people fool you...if they give you that line that they prefer texts, then they really don't care about you that much or want you in their life or you are just a means to an end, if that makes sense. Because we all have those people in our lives that we have to have in our lives and we just don't wanna spend all our time talkin' to these people, but if someone really enjoys you in their life, they will always love to hear your voice and will always answer you when you need to talk. I mean, for silly things or not important things, texts work fine, but if they don't want to have longer conversations with you, you should probably just accept that is the type of relationship you're gonna have with that person, or maybe it's just me, because a person's voice is actually one of my most favorite things because I love the way people say certain words and stuff, and I can just listen to them forever, so this just might be a me thing, but I really believe if they accept your calls or call you, then you are pretty much in.

I Bet That Robe Came Loose A Second After The Snap

I know we sexualize everything about a woman as a society, and believe it or not, we also sexualize everything about a man too, but it's way more subtle, but there is just something so comforting and adorable about how the person in this poem feels about this woman's cleavage. The words are sexual, but they are loving, so loving and it makes me wonder if anyone has ever felt that way about me, laying their head on my chest...

If This Is The End – Cleavage

If CNN reports there is a meteorite heading towards earth,

Hurling through space

Then this is how I choose to spend the last of my days

My last moments on earth burying my face

Between your long legs - In that special sensual place

Or find comfort lost in your warm cleavage;

Perfectly formed from your voluptuous breast  

That makes up cotton candy mountains upon your chest;

If this is the end

I would tilt back my head lock my eyes with yours

As I rescue my face

To come up for some much needed air

Then resume immediately after a couple of breaths

So I could comfortably vanish back into your chest;

If this is the end - then

This is how I choose to face this impending carnage

This last and most unfortunate fate

Buried between your lovely legs or taking refuge submerged in your cleavage

Considering myself to be the luckiest of hostage;

Who's struck with a mild case of the Stockholm syndrome (you see)

Even in the face, of such a great threat, guaranteeing certain death

But yet - feeling completely safe, enjoying the way you taste

Listening to your heartbeat - I am both lost and found in your gaze

Then forgetting this fate - I marvel at your god given grace

Looking forward to the end

I rest my hopes my dreams my secrets upon your cleavage

~ Harsha 

Ya Think She Really Jogs In This?

Along with the holey jeans and ripped clothes fashion movements, I also don't get the sweat clothes fashion movement, because who wants to walk around all day in clothes that they are usually getting all sweaty and tired in? I do think a lot of the outfits are cute and stuff, and my workout clothes are cute, I think, but I wouldn't want to put the stuff on to go out shoppin' and walkin' the town because I would feel like I'd have to run everywhere...I guess I'm an easily influenced person because uniforms or attire change the way I feel in the moment or situation, which is why when I go out for the day, if I'm just runnin' errands or bein' lazy around the city, I just wear my jeans and t-shirts (I also just don't wear yoga pants around either or tights, they make me think of runnin' too) or when I go out I wear my sexy clothes. I run everyday and so I do wear sweat clothes everyday, I just don't want to put another set on after I shower, you know? And besides, the sweat clothes these models and stuff wear aren't usually really suited for a hard workouts either.

Tell Me Something Dirty #55

She Just Sparkles, Doesn't She?

I know I'd feel this way if I was about to kiss her! Wow...just look at those gorgeous, full lips, and I'd have more than just a good time explorin' more of her, wouldn't you?

There's a moment

Between a glance, and a kiss

Where the world stops,

For the briefest of times.

And the only thing between us

Is the anticipation

Of your lips on mine.

A moment,

So intense,

It hangs in the air

As it pulls us closer.

A moment,

So perfect,

that when it comes to an end,

We realize,

It's only just the beginning.