Seriously…you have no idea…watching you smile, watching you laugh,
the way you casually touch my arms, the way you brush up on me, you
giggle and wrap around me in public….

Its simply amazing. It is how I remember us being, and its how I’ve
been wanting things to be. I’m glad that we are finding our way back
to “us” and how we were so inseperable and in love instead of our
complications and dissonance.

And in lieu of that…of course…it increases my desire to be so close
to you, the way we lie with all parts of our bodies touching as we
sleep, how your gentle fingers and hands find mine in the dark and
under the pillows, how your soft hair rests right underneath my cheek as we
sleep. I feel your every breath against me and you lull me to sleep
while feeling so content just having you in my arms.

Things have been amazing again…

And all this only makes my heart beat faster for you and the next time
we truly connect in passion and bliss, I can picture the look in your
eyes…your tossled hair…your hot breath on my neck as your face is
pressed into me in joy…the way your body quivers under my touch…

————–

The Dalai Mama
I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU REFERRED TO HER “O” FACE!!!
Reply4 years ago

The Dalai Mama
F-ing gross. Seriously, I think I threw up a little in my mouth.
Reply4 years ago

thomas dunlap
fuckin’ fag
Reply4 years ago

things have been nice lately…a very much needed breath of fresh air and rejuvenation.

———-

~Betty Jean~ Balch
I’m very happy for you. You need to smile.
Reply4 years ago

Random
!!!
Reply4 years ago

thomas dunlap
bout time, you deserve it.
phag.
Reply4 years ago

Blake Cover
That’s good to hear. Your blogs weren’t terribly positive in the recent past.

Reply4 years ago

this isn’t me, i’m not mechanical…

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The Dalai Mama
I am sorry that I hurt you, Daniel. I would NEVER intentionally hurt you because I love you and wish to have you as a permanant fixture in my life. Always. I will try to be more vague in the future…even if I do think that it is gay. Sorry.
Reply4 years ago

The Dalai Mama
Do you take batteries? Inquiring minds want to know.
Reply4 years ago

She B
this calls for some words of wisdom
My kind of bitch ain’t like your bitch
Cuz my bitch don’t bitch at all
My bitch don’t blink, she don’t even think
About money or fuckin mall

My kind of bitch don’t fix her hair
She don’t care about what she wears
Cuz she’s much too busy pulling the worms
Out her butt, she ain’t bathed in years

My kind of bitch is a little loopy
And her ass might droop a bit
But I scoop that loop and fold the flop
And I fuck that pile of shit, my kind of bitch

“Hello? Um, my name is D. I’m from TULSA. I’m looking for a girl,
who’s, um, dead. Um, a girl who can possibly forfill some of my
fetishes. Which include, um, dipping your titties in Faygo and
slapping my face with them. Um, jumping from the dresser and landing
on my balls. Uh…”

“Hello? Uh, my name is Shaggs, and I’m lookin for a girl with a
big big fat fuckin ass. And titties. And a big fat fuckin ass.
And, uh, I want my dick sucked, and I want my balls scratched.
And I want her to scratch my ass and twist my balls at the same
time, that’s a must. And I’m looking for a girl who can stretch
titties and stuff em in her ass.”

Fuck yeah, motherfucker
I’m looking for a bitch
I’m looking for a girl to fit my needs (my kind of bitch)

We can have picnics under the moon
In the graveyard
We can have picnics under my house (my kind of bitch)

I’m looking for a girl to die with
If you’re already dead, that’s cool
You can sit around and wait for me to die (my kind of bitch)

I’m looking for a girl to squeeze me
I’m looking for a girl to squeeze my balls
Let me squeeze your neck

Reply4 years ago

The Dalai Mama
He has to be vague to stay out of trouble. It is certainly NOT like him and I think that it sucks. 😛
Reply4 years ago

Duran Durangela
….and the bass goes bummmmmmm

Reply4 years ago

Blake Cover
You’ve been rather vague lately.
Reply(1)4 years ago

Kenneth
Lately?

LOL
4 years ago

i just weighed…i’m at 160. i’m not so much of a fatass anymore.

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scott king
Dude, no matter what happens, you will always be a fat ass to me… Dont let anyone tell you otherwise…
Reply4 years ago

She B
thank god
Reply4 years ago

Blue
You never had a fat ass, it all went to the gut! Papa Daniel!
Reply4 years ago

thomas dunlap
i read “fattie” and thought for sure you learned how to roll a fattie.
i smoke fat blunts
i fuck fat chicks
and i think thats phat.
Reply4 years ago

Montega
Pssshhh my left leg weighs that much. LOL

I gotta join the gym!
Reply(1)4 years ago

there have been a lot of things going on in my head lately…some of you know, some of you don’t…and honestly…i don’t paint a clear picture.
all i paint is negativity and distaste.
well, it isn’t true.
i’ve said hurtful things about a person very close to me, the girl i love, Jennifer.
in my mind…i make the error of saying things directed to one person, and i don’t consider the perspective that it gives others…that it creates such a damaging image of her, and it isn’t fair, PERIOD.
to me…i care very little about what the world thinks and says of me…regardless of what some of you may think…especially about me feeling like such an outcast and feeling so hated by society. that shit simply isn’t true. do i want people to like me? sure. am i gonna lose sleep over you calling me names? insulting my writing? demeaning my lifestyle? defaming my music taste? attacking my creative expression? no…i’m not gonna lose sleep. sticks and stones, my friends, sticks and stones. sure i may harp on the random comments made by others, and it may seem that i let them get under my skin…but not really. they’re just entertaining and it makes me smile to laugh and joke at them.
i digress.
so, my outlook on others…my feelings of their views…is phenomenally different than most everyone else. well…there’s one of the big differences with me and jennifer. and by no means is it a negative thing, and i’m not calling her out on it…EVERYONE cares what others think, especially about the ones you love. i simply feel differently about it…and those types of things don’t hurt me.
well, they hurt her, and with justified cause. the things i say often create a bad picture of her, and no one gets to see the positive. she is caring, thoughtful, intelligent, loving, sexy…the list goes on. she has done MORE for me lately than i could ever list…even now…she’s letting me crash with her because my water is leaking under my bathroom and i have it shut off until i can get it fixed. she didn’t have to do that. very easily she could say no to me, and i’d make do, but she was the first person i ran to. i have no doubts or no regrets about my feelings toward her, even though we have our quabbles and tiffs. the scary part is simply that…she always feels like home as soon as i’m in her arms. everything simply disappears and all the pain goes away.
i’m still getting off track.
point is…i’ve painted a bit of a picture that i didn’t mean to paint, and please…if you love and respect me as a friend…don’t hold my writings as your basis of opinion for her or for our relationship. our feelings are strong…very strong…and we have been struggling through a lot of things. am i bad for not considering her feelings when i say some of the things i say? of course…but it is simply a concept that is a bit alien to me. i should see and understand that perspective without it being pointed out…but i don’t, and i haven’t. and now i do.
i’m openly apologizing…my words have been a bit hurtful lately, and please, don’t let me influence your opinions.
if you have any issues with what i’m saying…well, don’t. it isn’t open for discussion. everyone doesn’t have to get along, everyone doesn’t have to love each other, everyone doesn’t have to play nicely. i’m simply asking that all of you respect her as you respect me, and understand that i’m doing what my heart guides me to do right now.
it is time for me to focus on the positive and abandon some of the facetious insults and meanness that i’ve shown publicly in my words.
jennifer…i’m sorry. my words have hurt you, and for that i truly apologize.
(and if you leave a negative comment, it’s getting erased, i don’t care who you are, i’m not allowing anything negative or out of place on this one)

————

scott king
You have a good heart, and I believe your intents are good. Even though your intents are total world domination. Your mind control skills are at their peak. What shall we do for you our great master…
Reply4 years ago

Montega
I love ya both to pieces!
Reply5 years ago

The Dalai Mama
You shouldn’t apologize for anything that you feel or write. This is your blog and that is what they are here for. Also, when you and I talk- you ALWAYS speak highly of her.
Reply5 years ago

Lizz Mozingo
See? I told you so, Daniel.
Reply5 years ago

She B
u are god and you control my mind. u are confusing me! haha no Im kidding. who cares? really… if anyone thought you wouldnt get ‘back together’ they are ignorant b/c thats what people do, you vent to your friends. I beieve the friends clause states hate who I hate when I hate them and be happy when I love them again
Reply5 years ago

~Princess of Pain~
It doesn’t happen too often….but….I AM SPEECHLESS!!!!!!!

We have been through a lot and you are NOT to blame for all of it, PLEASE know that. Believe me, I know I have been a huge bitch to be around the last month or so (we’ve done the same things to each other, I just don’t happen to put it in print…no trail…have I taught you nothing), and I’m sorry – no matter what is going on with me & my life I shouldn’t take it out on you or ANYONE else! You know I think you are amazing & I love spending time with you. We are just very different & have to get used to that. Aren’t you supposed to be here by now? Jeez…..

You like how I said I’m speechless & then continued to type….

Man…I bet your friends are tired of hearing about our shit. : )
It does keep it interesting at times.

See you soon
Reply5 years ago

such a way to spend it…
the day is almost over, and i’ve not hugged you, kissed you, or even seen your face. i haven’t touched your skin, i haven’t gazed in your eyes, i haven’t smelled your scent…
you’re so far away. so very far away.
such a perfect night to spend sitting alone instead of celebrating. you will be in my heart, my soul, and my dreams.
*edit*
i said some shitty things that i’ve now erased, i was hurt and upset at the time. thank you all for your concern.
–GnR– “Rocket Queen” (excerpt)
I see you standin’
Standin’ on your own
It’s such a lonely place for you
For you to be
If you need a shoulder
Or if you need a friend
I’ll be here standing
Until the bitter end
No one needs the sorrow
No one needs the pain
I hate to see you
Walking out there
Out in the rain
So don’t chastise me
Or think I, I mean you harm
Of those that take you
Leave you strung out
Much too far
Baby-yeah

Don’t ever leave me
Say you’ll always be there
All I ever wanted
Was for you
To know that I care

Leave me all alone There ain’t nobody calling on my telephone Because I ripped that bitch right up out of the wall I apologize to any ya’ll that tried to call I haven’t been myself lately I’ve been slowly losing my mind and telling them it’s gravy I’m looking all shady and I haven’t showered in weeks I haven’t washed my balls, I haven’t brushed my teeth All I see is demons everywhere that I look Was it the Ouija, the Black Magic Warlock book? I can’t remember, but how can my memories leave me? I can’t believe the spirts would try to deceive me But they did, just like a little kid I was so eager to learn, so willing to give But all they did was hate me, and break me Use my body for a host and my mirror for the gateway

Something is wrong with me, I can’t be who I need to be Something is wrong with me, will it last for eternity? Something is wrong with me, I can’t be who I need to be Something is wrong with me, will it last for eternity?

Please don’t walk away I want you to hear what I got to say I never had anyone ever care for me I never had anyone ever there for me If you would listen to me instead of calling me names I would I could explain why I’m shaking and why I’m going insane My mind is on vacation, lack of conversation I’m like a radio, with static on every station Still I wanna know, will I be normal again? You say it’s bullshit and tell me that it’s all pretend But if it’s false, then why don’t the demons just disappear? And if it’s untrue, then why am I seeing them crystal clear? Because I do, the mirror’s turning blue And soul after soul keeps walking right through They’re living in my house and living inside my head Some sleep inside the closet, others sleep under the bed

Something is wrong with me, I can’t be who I need to be Something is wrong with me, will it last for eternity? Something is wrong with me, I can’t be who I need to be Something is wrong with me, will it last for eternity?

Something is wrong with me, I can’t be who I need to be Something is wrong with me, will it last for eternity? Something is wrong with me, I can’t be who I need to be Something is wrong with me, will it last for eternity?

Something is wrong with me, I can’t be who I need to be Something is wrong with me, will it last for eternity? Something is wrong with me, I can’t be who I need to be Something is wrong with me, will it last for eternity?

i wanted to thank all of you that commented on my blog earlier…i appreciate the passion and complimentary words of how you all respect how i am and want me to be “me” and not something else…
and just wanted to say…

happy april fools day. 🙂

how shitty am i?? cmon…fuck that…like i’d ever turn into a fucking preppie yuppie ass prick wearing dockers. well, i do it during the day for work…but otherwise…
hah…laugh it up…and forgive me for the cruel joke.
and again…thank you all for your comments 🙂

ever hit that point when you feel like…you just aren’t what you want to be? or maybe that you aren’t what everyone expects you to be? we always spend years trying to find ourselves…trying to figure out who we are…what we want to be…all those little questions in life…and at times we feel comfortable. maybe i lost my comfort.
maybe all the voices are right in telling me that at times i’m just ridiculous for being how i am and dressing how i am…gawd i’m 30 now, and i still want to dress like a 1970s pimp? and all the metal in my face and body? is this the image of an adult? is this the visual i want to portray? makes sense why i’m taken less seriously than anyone else my age…makes sense why my intelligence is constantly questioned…makes sense why so many people just find it easier to pass me off as the “weird guy” instead of treating me like the rest of the crowd.
well…maybe it’s time.
maybe it’s time i grow up, maybe it’s time i lose the piercings, maybe it’s time i lose the clothes. seems everyone would be so much more accepting if i dressed like “them” instead of being myself. is it time i lose the baby blue polyester pants and trade them in for Dockers? is it time my shirts start having name brands in the tags instead of 30 year old brands that don’t even exist anymore? maybe.
maybe sometimes when people push so hard for you to be someone else…sometimes we just can’t fight it anymore. well, here you go, world…everyone wants a normal Daniel instead of a freak…maybe it’s time you got one. call it an epiphany…but it’s time to change and fit into society. cherish the memories and pics of me looking as i do now, and just be ready for the change…the change of me into the poster boy for the Gap.

here’s a little sex question.
during a discussion over dinner last night, jen and i were discussing “head.” well, generally, “giving head” is something that a girl does…as in…oral sex given to a guy. well, i’ve heard it used MANY times in reference to a guy doing the same for a girl, since…you’re using your ‘head’ to do it, as in, “giving head.” i suppose it would be like, “giving dick” or “giving ass” or something similar, because that’s sortof what body part you’re using.
i’m rambling. anyway…it raised an interesting question of…how many people have heard it used as “giving head” for a guy to perform oral sex on a girl?
thoughts? opinions? input? don’t be shy.