Slam a hot dog hard into the back of her throat and make her lick the juices off of you. Dripping down her cheecks and covering her throat she squeezes more and more into her mouth. Swallowing for more air she cant help but force feed herself.

I recently got the sad, sad news that bespectacled badass Bella Vendetta would be shutting down her eponymous site because the credit card billers don’t like her brand of porn and she’s not willing to water it down. In mourning that awesome site, I am more than a little comforted by the fact that Bella is sure to still be out there posing for shoots like this irresistible set from Amelia G and Forrest Black. Bella sums up so many things I love in a woman: she’s smart, geeky, iconoclastic, nasty and unfailingly sensuous. But let’s get shallow for a moment: my God what a gorgeous body she has. Perhaps more importantly, there’s something very special about being up close and personal as a punk chick with NRRDCORE and RIOT GRRL tattooed across her fingers slides a big glass dildo deep into herself. Mmmmm, Bellla.

I seek the love of a thousand hearts, just can’t seem to find the strength out of the dark. The pain so deep i weep, the dreams with tears i feel in my sleep but for true love minus broken hearts i will always seek.

I tried to stop again, and as usual it didn’t work. I scarred myself this time cuz i cut a little deeper than i usually do and i didn’t have anything to keep the blood from getting all over my sheets. i grabbed the first thing i saw. it was a scrap sheet of paper with this unfinished poem on it. i thought it was kind of ironic and chose not to finish it.

I was almost there; i was ever so close
but then i got scarred, i wanted one more dose

one more dose of my blade, one more drop of blood
to join the scars i made, my thoughts in the mud

Everytime i tried to speak, i couldn’t get it out
my mouth, too weak, alone i scream and shout.

crunching the apple, her teeth grind its flesh no different from my heart. only the mask can cover my feelings for her beauty, i ache to grab her by the breasts. its the first thing that curls my ambition and i still cant believe she is mine.

if you could have just told her no you would be allowed to whisper another breathe. as it turns out the wetness streaming down your face is not water, its your blood

Just after a few weeks of taking over xxxemo.com we have launched this site into one of the worlds largest Emo Porn sites on the world wide web. He is a special treat from me to you. Time for cake! She licks and eats disgusting chocolate cake made with gelatin off her ass and feet. Only a real emo slut would suck birthday cake out of toes.

You’re in the back seat and you say to yourself
“OK it doesn’t matter anyway,”

“OK I wanna fuck you anyway,”

it’s weeds pulling weeds and your Blaming yourself
Ok we’re all indifferent in our own ways
You’re in trouble now and you say to yourself
“Ok my baby clean conscience anyways”

“Blood spills like goth leaks from imposters”

You’re in the back seat and you say to yourself
“OK it doesn’t matter anyway”
It’s weeds pulling weeds and you’re blaming yourself blaming our pants

Ok we’re all indifferent in are own ways
You’re in trouble now and you say to yourself
“Ok my baby clean conscience anyways”

Porn was made by the devil

Four fingered fisher man alright
finger four fisher man so uptight
hello
you’re getting on no one
you’re both right

you’re both white

you’re both wrong

Four fingered Fisher man all night long
Four fingered Fisher man so uptight though
so uptight though

After a few cans of rainier beer i had no problem suggesting a trip to the himalayans. She leaned over and dug her hand deep in my pockets grasping for the shit. Everytime she sees me now she the weather report is forecasting snow. With foam from her fifth beer dribbling down her chin she pushes half a gram up into her nostril, instantly her nipples are poking out of her tank top and I hear her pants unzip. I love fucking this emo bitch when her eyes are glazed, frozen silent, she fucks from a million miles away. Barley a moans escapes her throat and I cum all over her face. I laugh and reach for another mountain fresh can of numb.

I wrapped in her electrical tape because I felt like electrocuting her. Everytime that she opens her black holes some would refer to as eyes, she eats my life force like a bowl of cookie crisp. I dream of plucking her retinas like a dandelion and crying out of love for her loss. Only the static clinging electricity can feel the way I do regarding the perceived perfection she drips from her clit. The End