that summer night

in traverse city,

we stretched across the

picnic table, cool breeze

kissing our skin  as

we wished on every

shooting star we saw.


memory #2

we went on a family trip a few years back.. my actually first family trip with the boyfriend and his relatives. Travelled up to traverse city for a week, my little quiet self wth his 14 famly members. So glad they are great people, anyways one nght there, there was a meteor shower happening. so we all went down to the lake and laid there looking at the night sky stars shinning bright, the milky way clear as could be. Yep that’s the moment this city girl knew she could never go back to home. Theres no awesome skyyy and barely any stars back home. Now if only I could talk the bf into moving into the forest with me lol


Down by The River


The sun was shining that day;

Warmth air engulfed us.

You had taken me down to your favorite spot;

Down by the river.

Laying out beneath the blue sky;

You took me in your arms,

Promises of forever whispered from your lips,

As you slowly went down my body.

Between my spread legs,


Feeling the moisture on my panties.

You told me I was yours,

Ripping them in pieces.

Exposing my soaked folds.

Legs over your shoulders,

Forever was now.

Your head bent between my smooth thighs,



Gently circling my clit,

You worked one… two, fingers inside.


Adding a third.

You brought me to the edge before stopping.

Kneeling above me and smiling,

You freed your cock.

Wetness spilled from the tip,

As you rubbed it against my juices.

Mixing us.

Hands entwined above my head,

I arched my back, lifting towards you,

With one hard thrust, you were inside,

Filling me up.


Both moving together,

A slippery, hot mess.

Our moans fill the air,

As I clenched around you,

You going deeper, taking us to the brink.

Both panting and crazed,

I wrapped my legs around you,

Trapping you.

I needed to be filled.

Moaning your name and pleading,

You flipped me over.

Me straddling you,

Riding you.

You grabbed my hips, holding me

Pumping into me faster,


My head thrown back, screaming your name,

orgasm spilling over your cock,

your load exploding into me.

I had laid there on your chest,

Your hand caressing my back;

Our mixture dripping out of me,

On that warm summer day

 Down by the river.





I want my TV back!

The serial smirker and I over the summer decided to occupy his parents finished basement. Compared to what we were originally living in its more than enough space for the two of us.

We are used to having a TV in our bedroom, like most people, and we did have one in the beginning.

Actually there is a 1980s TV ( exaggeration but it still has the big back so im counting it) in the room now but with no cable box.

Our old tv is in the living room, which is fine since theres really no where to mount it.

My problem is thats theres no fucking tv in the bedroom lol.

I made a list of pros and cons of not having tv in the bedroom. Maybe it would  make me feel a little better,if not its keeping me busy from wall staring.

– No laying around all day
– No watching tv during sex
Р(going on from the previous point)Paying more attention to the boyfriend in the bedroom(conversation  wise)
– No more eating in bed
– More productive

– Having to stare at the ceiling or wall or boyfriend
– No more eating in bed ( top three favorite)
– No laying comfortably all day (another favorite)
– having to entertain myself..hm maybe thats a pro
– did i mention no laying around all day?? I knoww¬† but it’s¬† soo important to me; I tried being positive and putting it in the pro category but fuck that I miss it too much.
– no cuddles with the boyfriend
Рgetting so bored  you smoke cigarettes laying bed , with no shirt on, burning yourself
– actually have to be an adult and do stuff.

Its obviously blows not having a TV in the bedroom.

And its clear to see that most of my pros are also my cons.

I just  want it back. My eyes are already bad, watching netflix in my smartphone is making me blind.

Everyone should be allowed to lay in bed and not have to stare off into nothing.

End rant.

– J.Rose


Ahh the joys of college life.

The last couple of days have been non-stop school work and we’re only going on the 4th week.

I think some professors just love to see their students in a chaotic mess. I’m currently taking three classes this semester ¬†and I can honestly say for the first time in the longest time this is going to be the most difficulty,time consuming, energy wasting semester.

If you don’t already know I am a Journalism major, looking at an English minor AND I’m suppose to be applying for graduation by Friday.

This whole school system and financial aid is all fucked up. Technically I can graduate in April, even without the right amount of credits, as long as I attend in the beginning of summer. OH easyy peasyy right? Nope. somehow this student on full financial aid has to come up with money to attend or else I can’t graduate. They like to think that the “little refund” and whatever is left over can go towards that; however, I highly doubt anybody has anything left ,especially 5 grand that it costs.

Now I’m stuck here trying to figure out if I can even take a minor. If I do I’ll have 3 classes left. But its all about money, money, money. I really want to minor in English but there is no way ill be able to come up with all that money for something I don’t actually need. I’m more worried about my actually degree and the 2 classes I have left for that.

Ugh. Decisions, decisions. I can’t ponder too long, since I only have to the end of the week.

Besides my graduation conundrum, I truly believe the online course I am taking will be the death of me. I ended up jumping into it last minute without fully looking at the details- which in a way turned out to be a big no-no. ¬†I thought it would be a business writing course, a general knowledge of writing cover letters, resumes, idk fucking customer replies. Well it turns out its business writing for Public Relations and Advertising. I cant even be fucking mad since I’m a journalism major who wants to go into advertising ! I want to be mad, I do, since they didn’t clarify the course but nope it somehow pertains to me career path.

It always happens that way. I randomly choose classes and through them into a schedule and voila they happen to correlate with one another. I really don’t know how it always works out to my advantage but it does. So yes this fucking online class, that lied is a pain in the ass. I’m learning from it, don’t get me wrong ¬†but holy hell for the last three weeks it has been constant work, whether writing in the forums or actually papers. The professor is seriously nuts; pretty much we have to submit something every day because you know its the only class anyone is taking and we have no lives.

She actually had the balls to send us an email saying that its been really crazy lately and she figures we need a break so shes giving us a few hours off . Ohh thank you master for permitting us some free time ¬†-_- I don’t think I would mind as much if her webpage was organized appropriately and not a fucking mess. I get a headache trying to find what needs to be done on a page filled with nonsense.

I am also taking a linguistic class because..hmm I can =p ¬†its quiiiteee interesting let me tell ya. So far so good but I can tell in the near future I’m going to have to start reading the textbook lol.

Enough of my ranting; I’m pretty sure this is my 100 post.

Yup 100- Man, oh man ! I cant believe I actually posted 100 things. ¬†I honestly didn’t think that I would keep it up. But I did.

I got a new computer a couple of days ago ( happy dance) So I will be continue to posts quotes( I know I’ve been slacking) and will probably write more since I actually have a friggin keyboard. What a pain it is trying to write off a smartphone.

Well goodbye for now, I have a video game calling my name ūüėČ