goretomb

ing,bir $ey,herhangi bir $ey,hic bir $ey.

(bkz: everything i do)
(bkz: everything but the girl)
(bkz: everything invaded)

ing, her$ey.

(bkz: cyber)
(bkz: sanal)

cici turkcemize siber olarak yerle$mis sanal manasina gelen ingilizce hede.

(bkz: cybersex)

(bkz: cybergore)

(bkz: sanal seks)

(bkz: cybersex)

(bkz: sabaha kadar tokmakla)

(bkz: msn de cilvelesen kizlar)
(bkz: msn de cilvelesme saatleri)
(bkz: msn de cilvelesme)

olmayan,varoldugu zannedilen sex.

(bkz: sanal sex)

(bkz: oral sex)

(bkz: oral sex sonrasi replikleri)

kadinin agzi ve erkegin penisi arasindaki yakinla$ma.

kendine rahatca oral sex yapabilmek icin kaburgalarindan bir tanesi aldiran marilyn manson’un kendince yorumladigi parca.
sozleri ise

sweet dreams are made of this
who am i to disagree?
travel the world and the seven seas
everybody’s looking for something
some of them want to use you
some of them want to get used by you
some of them want to abuse you
some of them want to be abused
sweet dreams are made of this
who am i to disagree?
travel the world and the seven seas
everybody’s looking for something
some of them want to use you
some of them want to get used by you
some of them want to abuse you
some of them want to be abused
i wanna use you and abuse you
i wanna know what’s inside you
hold your head up, movin’ on
keep your head up, movin’ on
hold your head up, movin’ on
keep your head up, movin’ on
hold your head up, movin’ on
keep your head up, movin’ on
movin’ on
sweet dreams are made of this
who am i to disagree?
travel the world and the seven seas
everybody’s looking for something
some of them want to use you
some of them want to get used by you
some of them want to abuse you
some of them want to be abused
i’m gonna use you and abuse you
i’m gonna know what’s inside
gonna use you and abuse you
i’m gonna know what’s inside you

ing,tatli ruyalar.

alanis morissette sarkisi.
boynuz hadisesine deginmistir kizimiz parcada.
sozleri ise

i want you to know, that i am happy for you
i wish nothing but the best for you both
an older version of me
is she perverted like me?
would she go down on you in a theater?
does she speak eloquently
and would she have your baby?
i’m sure she’d make a really excellent mother
’cause the love that you gave that we made
wasn’t able to make it enough for you
to be open wide, no
and every time you speak her name
does she know how you told me
you’d hold me until you died
till you died, but you’re still alive
and i’m here, to remind you
of the mess you left when you went away
it’s not fair, to deny me
of the cross eyed bear that you gave to me
you, you, you oughta know
you seem very well, things look peaceful
i’m not quite as well, i thought you should know
did you forget about me, mr. duplicity?
i hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
it was a slap in the face
how quickly i was replaced
and are you thinking of me when you fuck her?
’cause the joke that you laid in the bed
that was me and i’m not gonna fade
as soon as you close your eyes, and you know it
and every time i scratch my nails
down someone else’s back i hope you feel it
well, can you feel it?

(bkz: u oughta know)