QCB Chronicals

D E S I R E; Your Heart's Song

imichele@yahoo.com (Ivory L) — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 23:07:00 -0600

I want you in every place imaginable, but what about this place? A place where our souls can dispel from our bodies, and frolic among earth's canvas. A place where we don't have to worry about time-changing intervals; where it doesn't matter if the sun rises in the east, or sets in the west. Let's create our own time. Our soul's playful disposition, you settle for a moment allowing me to embrace your silhouette with my weightless fingertips. You feel the weight of my love, as I gently grab your neck; Shifting your face, so you can look into my eyes. I want you to feel how much I want you, how bad I crave you, how bad I want to taste you; I need you inside me, I want you to become a part of me. I take your hand in mine, guiding you outside to the patio, laying you down upon the lounge. Its a full moon tonight, formulated from the gods, made for us to make love. I climb on top, and begin to kiss your neck. You release the softest moan, alerting me, you can't wait to receive more. You want it all & you had to have it; I lick a trail from your lips to your second pair, allowing my lips to graze your skin on the journey down. Spreading your legs, I began kissing/nibbling on your inner things. I look up at you, only to find you biting your lips and your eyes rolling back; I think you're ready, but not enough. I continue to kiss your thighs, inching closer and closer to your clit. The closer I get, the more I back away; Allowing my breath to tease you, and make you drip a bit. Your pussy begins talking,screaming to me, "please.. come inside". I slowly spread your lips, giving you soft clit kisses. I express to you, "I don't wanna dive in just yet, tonight is our night and I wanna take my time". "Baby..please" escapes your lips in the sweetest,softest tone; Music to my ears, now your ready. Slowly, I'm sucking on your love, alternating my tongue's motion to match your body's rhythm. Sucking on your love, I insert my fingers so I can feel your warmth. Tight, but swallowing my fingers whole, you gripped my soul without letting go. You rocked your body back and forth, sliding up and down my fingers; Me, simultaneously tapping your g-spot, it started to swell from excitement. You want it deeper, so I raise your hips, supporting your weight on my chest; I dive in, tongue first ..ask questions later. Thrusting my tongue inside of you, I wrote my name on your walls; A story only shared between me, you and our created galaxy. "I want you to cum.. please baby, I need you inside me", you let out of the softest moan; Your moans escalate as I thrust my tongue faster,harder inside of you. The smell of sweat on the horizon, our body heat raises up, mixing with the cool breeze; It begins to rain. I'm not letting anything stop this moment. I continue to ram my tongue deep inside of you; You start to arch your back, letting me know you're ready to give me what I asked for. Grabbing my head, you pushed my face deeper inside; I breathe you. With my tongue, I could feel your walls, and body starting to tense up. "That's it baby, give me what I need".. "Cum for me". I slide my fingers back inside, so my mouth can regain focus on your love. Writing my name in cursive, pressing deep against your pearl I can no longer feel, its swallowed by all the juices you've accumulated for me; I understand you're wet, but I'm ready for you to cum. I start cramming your story until your fold bends, and your pages collapse. Your legs begin to shake, and you start to drip. Rubbing your clit with my free hand, I make my way back down, bracing for the summer showers. Punching your timetable with this rhythm I can't miss, you begin to explode. "Damn... I see how much you wanted me", I drank all of you, not missing one drop; Filling my love's meter to the top under the moonlight. You lay me down on the lounge and ask.. "Are you ready for me?"

Huh?

imichele@yahoo.com (Ivory L) — Thu, 28 Jan 2010 17:05:00 -0600

Steve Jobs presents the new Apple "IPAD" on January 27,2010 to the world. My opinion has already been formed; Wait for it..wait for it.. AHA! I've been up to my head in IPods, IPod Touch, and IPhones, and now you want to release the IPad. Um, sir... I don't know if you noticed, but you can't model everything in the image of an IPhone and expect it to sell. I'm just waiting on him to turn it into a big ass phone, so I can't sneak and send text messages anymore [ I wish my phone would have a damn IP address..pfft! ]. This shit right here.. this shit right here -points at jobs-, is the most ratchet of ratchetness I've ever seen to date; I bet he made a XL IPhone case to carry the IPad in. Oh well, I can't.. "O where for art thou fuckery, o where o where can it be?" in Jobs's hand.. kangatang ass lil boi! [ look at his facial expression. he knows what tha hell he made ]

D E F I N E; whats your?

imichele@yahoo.com (Ivory L) — Wed, 27 Jan 2010 23:08:00 -0600

LOVE

1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.

2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.

3. sexual passion or desire.

4. a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.
5. (used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): Would you like to see a movie, love?
6. a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour.
7. sexual intercourse; copulation.
8. (initial capital letter) a personification of sexual affection, as Eros or Cupid.
9. affectionate concern for the well-being of others: the love of one's neighbor.
16. to have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for (another person).
18. to need or require; benefit greatly from:
19. to embrace and kiss (someone), as a lover.
20. to have sexual intercourse with.
–verb (used without object)
21. to have love or affection for another person; be in love.

—Idioms
25. in love, infused with or feeling deep affection or passion: a youth always in love.

Now, after reading all of those definitions, do you think you have a general idea of what love REALLY is? Or can no one thing, or person, truly define what love is suppose to be? [ Spinning in my headphones: Girlfriend by Day 26 ]. I thought back to my previous relationships, and over the years as you get older, you start to ask yourself questions: When I said I love him/her, did I mean it? If I say I did, how would I truly know if I wasn't clear on what love meant in the first place? Me, a mere 23 yrs old, I've still had my fair share of relationships; I can truly say, that I've said I love you to someone and didn't mean it; Hell, I didn't even know what it was. Now, despite my elders still telling me I'm too young to know what love is, I think I have an idea of what its like.

I've had the pleasure to share space with one of the most amazing spirits I could possibly come in counter with. This person has an incredible work ethic, drive, motivation, ambition, and constant attainable goals to strive higher and see more than they're seeing. Me, being a very ambitious individual myself, I can appreciate those qualities in someone. Their character was very intimidating at first, but I'm equally good, so I got use to it after a few days. We shared knowledge, time, nourishment, and affection. When it came time to go our separate ways, I felt sick; It was the most sudden, uncertain feeling I've had in a long time. I returned home, I couldn't get thoughts of this person out of my head, or off of my heart. It drove me crazy, I couldn't sleep at night. We've said our "I love you's", but it wasn't until that moment that I truly discovered what it meant. My heart's examples: I can't stand to be away from you for a few minutes . I wish I could talk to you all day, and all night . I'm compelled by your knowledge . I love that you strive for the best in me . You tell me I'm beautiful every single day . We say "I love you" before we go to bed . Always on my mind . Constantly stamping your name on my heart . I'll die if anything happens to you . Willingness to do things I've never done . See things I've never seen . Experience things I've never experienced . Wanting to take that journey with you and only you . Not being able to breathe, because you aren't close . Listening to your heart rhythm as you sleep, and it matching mine. I'm convinced of what love is suppose to be, and its the little things; Also the major things I can't even begin to explain. Love is exactly that to me, unexplainable. The day that I'm able to truly explain what love is, then I'll fall out of it. Life is suppose to be full of surprises right? why dictate how you feel, when you can just bask in the moment?

Live and Love ...

Ummm...

imichele@yahoo.com (Ivory L) — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 17:19:00 -0500

"We are all God's creatures", but lord..some people forgot your copyright stamp and became the product of their enviornment. Friday night me and the homie went to my old high school's Homecoming, and tell me why I witnessed some "in your face" fuckery. First thing I thought was "OMG..I MUST GET A PICTURE SO I CAN POST IT TO TWITTER", but when I noticed my wack ass camera wouldn't zoom I resulted to more avasive action. My sister's friend had her iphone with her (silent celebration), so I asked to borrow it so I could take a picture *side eye*. My big tall ass was trying to be a ninja in disguise & snap the pic without her noticing. At some random moment I found a way to snap the pic (soon as my team went for a touchdown); After about 10 shots, I said "fuck it" and just stood over her head and took the picture. Am I ashamed? Hell no.. with that being said.. photo time..

*MAJOR FUCKING SIDE EYE* um.. lil girl.. well she's not EVEN a little girl, so she will be held accountable for all of her actions. This includes: The purple jacket, the gold coin earrings from Sonic the Hedgehog, the combination of gel//grease//and being dry all in 1 hair style, and last but not least - the purple piece of weave you have for your bang *bitch say what?*. *Sigh* unfortunately it doesn't stop here.

I was browsing durty mo's site (you know you dead azz wrong.com), and damn if I didn't roll up on a picture that had me DYING. With THAT being said..on to fuckery at its finest #2. Now, um..you lil kangatang ass boi u! From the skin-slim cut, down to the braids with beads on the ends (including but not limited to your beard) YOU ARE NOT RIGHT! As a young lady I know would say, "HE'S GIVING US FACE!". I hope he knows he's not snagging any oxtail (ass) with that hairstyle.. I mean, if thats what he likes *kanye shrug*.

I blame beyonce AGAIN

imichele@yahoo.com (Ivory L) — Wed, 21 Oct 2009 16:11:00 -0500

So as I sit here snacking on Halloween Oreos and watching Oprah, I noticed that I haven't blogged in forever! I usually blog when there is some kind of drama going on in my life so it can take my mind off things, but I've been out of it lately. This time around, I still don't have anything interesting to talk about (like I EVER do), so with that being said.. ON TO YOUTUBE TO POST MORE FUCKERY! Now, as long as youtube has been around (and yes bitch, this is ANOTHER youtube post) I have never seen the level of fuckery that I seem to be experiencing now. Anywho..on with the video..

Now um... lil boi.. *side eye* I have nothing more to say, NOTHING AT ALL! (I did laugh when he said "Sasha Sasha" lol -smh-)

um..ok .. I officially am starting to question my love for YOUTUBE

imichele@yahoo.com (Ivory L) — Wed, 22 Jul 2009 07:03:00 -0500

So many questions... not enough time. Somebody, anybody ..help me understand. Now, there is nothing wrong with a group of boys dancing to anything "Beyonce", but I think I drew the line when they were prancing around in little shorts doing the butt slap to please an audience. What kind of freaky ass people they have over there teaching these kids to do that?... On another note, for their age, great execution of choreography I guess?... So many damn questions.

Chris Brown and Rihanna.. in Diddy's Mansion?

imichele@yahoo.com (Ivory L) — Thu, 5 Mar 2009 17:30:00 -0600

So um… yea! To start this post off on “my” positive note, I will say I don’t pass judgment on any celebrity/normal person for whatever situation they happen to get themselves into simply because “CELEBRITIES” are also human and are prone to a heap of mistakes. I just have two questions… IF and only IF Chris Brown beat you down like he did, why in THE hell did you take him back? Secondly… since they are supposedly back together.. DIDDY (aka Sean John..or Sean Puffy Combs) how in the hell did you manage to weasel your attention thirst havin ass into this situation? Is there something you're not telling us diddy? Did you sneak up to the Lambo and slap Rhianna ass up a few times and fleed the scene like a young black Caspian? Yes?.. No?.. ok, So that takes us back to how did you get into this. Diddy, why in the hell are they staying in YOUR mansion in Florida? Sean John not doing so good? lol this dude..

Every time someone repeatedly talks about the situation, I look at this picture and laugh! I say.. don’t judge either or, because we surely don’t know what happened…and on the other side… WHO GIVES A SHIT!!! ITS JUST CHRIS BROWN AND RIHANNA!.. not Emmanuel Lewis and a monkey (that would of been more entertaining). I’m hungry people! someone offer some suggestions..

wdf did I EVER do to you?

imichele@yahoo.com (Ivory L) — Sat, 28 Feb 2009 05:47:00 -0600

tr.v. an·noyed, an·noy·ing, an·noys

1. To cause slight irritation to (another) by troublesome, often repeated acts.
2. Archaic To harass or disturb by repeated attacks.

I'm in a situation that seems refutable because of this whole "recession" nonsense. I must say, I have never been so bothered by one human being in my life! Is it wrong to think of our parents as martians? Over the years they go from pretty bad to worst and you're left thinking "How could it POSSIBLY get worse than this?". Growing up has always been a "situation" for me; I never really knew what it was like being a kid. Me and my mother clearly never got along, and I surely couldn't say "well..fine, I'll just go live with dad" cause I don't know where in the hell he is. Outside of my mom, my papa knocked up about 5 more women bringing into this world 2 little boys and 1 girl making 7 of us (maybe he's dodging child support payments?).

Now, back to the issue.. I've never gotten along with her due to some issues in the past, which helped with my decision to go off to school. I ended up graduating college,but by not immediately finding a job in my field I had to move back home. What better way to demonstrate that we don't get along than with an example! Example: (I'm currently very ill, it hurts to walk..so if I'm not going to the bathroom or fixing MYSELF something to eat to take with my medicine, then I don't make the extra trips) My mom is a coal-miner, she feels as though someone has to be up every morning fixing her lunch and preparing her clothes (for 1 I am not your husband and you too are not disabled), so when your awakened at 4 am she feels you need to have a kool-aid smile on your face (like honestly, why would I smile when you just woke me up at 4 am to do something when I can BARELY walk). In the midst of trying not to hurl, she hauls off into this whiny banter about how no one wants to help her,or do anything for her without making her feel bad and blah blah. Me, being the person I am, didn't bother to entertain her unnecessary antics and she got mad. She flips out, and started throwing this tantrum, saying things like "that's ok, I'll remember this" calling me a fuck up and yelling left and right; I'm looking like, "Do you HONESTLY think I give two less flying fuck sacks about you being mad AFTER you just got done calling me a fuck up...not to mention waking me up at 4 am to do something to for YOU?" its like...foreal, are you fucking kidding me?? you serious?? This is what I deal with on a daily basis! You talk to your friends for advice and you kind of get tired of hearing the same ole thing.."everything will be alright, don't worry about it"; Sure, I'm really convinced of that, when she's been the same way for 14 years..yea right! If I say anything out of line, that jeopardizes my living arrangements, if I DON'T say anything I will continue to be annoyed. Man, I tell ya, if she was just a regular bitch on the street...OMG...it would be so on......