I love the sound of the bass guitar and acoustic guitar ... no secret... It's just awesome ok... I also love to play video games, so I decided to search YouTube to find some people who have created a bass or acoustic versions of my favourite video game songs... enjoy...
Aeriths theme (Final Fantasy vii)
Silent Hill 1 intro
Final Fantasy X (otherworld Jechts' theme)
Deus Ex intro
Metal Gear Solid
Metal Gear Solid: Snake Eater (I think (o_0))
Mr Lovelace out...
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Showing posts with label men. Show all posts
Showing posts with label men. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
The Bee and the Black Rose
I’m sitting on my bed just thinking
How you said you’d be my shoulder when resting
I sit in anger with rage infecting
How you lied
when I when I spent time spending
Before I met you, I was complacent
A wall so strong, so tall and gallant
Now I lie in rubble, covered in dust and cement
While you move on you giant pestilent!
You see that rose that sits so high?
High above my room’s sky?
It sits in sadness, why’d you lie?
Why’d you carry on, why’d you spy?
My emotions so twisted by your lust
Left me wondering “why did I trust?”
Your foolproof planning with a book
Fills me with anger, rage and vengeance
The worst of all is I’m not the only one to have looked
But many have fallen for your artificial resplendence
The Black Rose that once was red
Now looks upon me with the greatest dread
A constant reminder that you’re a fraud
Yes I said it, thank you Lord!
Now I see that broken rose
With the greatest of respect
I’m not the only one you’ve hurt with your facist pose
Next time I see you, I’ll squash you you little insect!
It seems you have already forgotten me
Don’t think you’re a free little bee
I’m the Queen Bitch here Mr bald head
Can’t wait to sting you DEAD!
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Sorry Bradley Cooper, but Kellan Lutz is the Sexiest Celeb Alive
Sorry Bradley and the fucktards at People Magazine... I think Kellan Lutz is far more sexy than Bradley Cooper... Kellan Lutz is oozes awesome, has a lot down-to-earth-ee-ness and doesn't let people take him for a gat /a poes depending on how vulgar you like to be ;-) ... (to my international readers, that is SA slang for "take him for a ride")
Bradley please do the world a favour and take a shower... and People Magazine, please use the title : Sexiest Celeb Alive next time you do another one of these articles... Why? Well I pretty fucking doubt you've seen and met every last man in the world... so please, don't make it as if you have seen them all by saying "the sexiest man alive"...
Here's a few pictures of Mr Lutz. He looks exponentially more attractive than Mr Cooper...and cleaner and actually wears a t-shirt... smile for the camera :-D
BTW no, I am not a twilight fan... I've liked Kellan Lutz, before he was Emmet Cullen... I've watch Stick it close to about 400 times Accepted about 200 times and Prom Night twice and also Generation Kill... I will admit, I have watched Twilight, but I still think he is too talented to be in there... The mere fact that Robert Pattison (what's his surname???) and Taylor Lautner are seen as the hotties of Twilight, disturbs me... Kellan is far more better to look at, more talented and is probably the best actor in Twilight in my opinion (well except for Dakota Fanning)
One of the main reasons I have a lot of respect for him, not only as an actor, but as a person, is that he - unlike many people in Hollywood - is perfectly content with his sexuality and has no qualms about his gay fans lusting after him (an act I am guilty of, however, I no longer partake in, mainly because crushing on straight guys is as useless as waiting for a miracle after Judgement Day). He has also said that he wouldn't mind having a gay man for a room mate. How ef-ing cool is that???
So, I say FUCK YOU to People Magazine for saying that Bradley Cooper is the sexiest man alive...
Mr Love lace out :)
Bradley please do the world a favour and take a shower... and People Magazine, please use the title : Sexiest Celeb Alive next time you do another one of these articles... Why? Well I pretty fucking doubt you've seen and met every last man in the world... so please, don't make it as if you have seen them all by saying "the sexiest man alive"...
Here's a few pictures of Mr Lutz. He looks exponentially more attractive than Mr Cooper...and cleaner and actually wears a t-shirt... smile for the camera :-D
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| Really cool pic... is he wearing the twilight vampire contact lenses ??? |
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| Those eyes are so striking!!! :-) |
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| Got a problem? :-P |
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| Yes, he is epic... just deal with it... |
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| He's so awesome he'd beat Chuck Norris in teeth shining duel... |
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| See, even he grows stubble... |
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| He really likes that scarf (0_o) |
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| ...such a romantic image... |
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| This doesn't even need a caption.... |
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One of the main reasons I have a lot of respect for him, not only as an actor, but as a person, is that he - unlike many people in Hollywood - is perfectly content with his sexuality and has no qualms about his gay fans lusting after him (an act I am guilty of, however, I no longer partake in, mainly because crushing on straight guys is as useless as waiting for a miracle after Judgement Day). He has also said that he wouldn't mind having a gay man for a room mate. How ef-ing cool is that???
So, I say FUCK YOU to People Magazine for saying that Bradley Cooper is the sexiest man alive...
Mr Love lace out :)
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
I am lonely not alone
A good friend of mine once told me “No Kyle you are not alone, just lonely...”
Typical me, I never believed her...
But it was very true... I am lonely... I feel loneliness, but I share that loneliness with other people who are also lonely...
Quite depressing I know, but there is a silver lining –Sergeant Pepper‘s lonely hearts club band is an AWESOME Beatles song!!!
Ok that wasn’t the point I wanted to make, the point is, no matter how alone we feel there are always people you can go to, turn to, speak to, hug, cry with and laugh with. It can be a friend of a friend whom you’ve come to know and love, it could be a neighbour, a smart bartender, your local comedic prostitute, a police officer, a counsellor, co-worker, etc the list goes on...
Loneliness is universal, it’s like a pain, EVERYONE has experienced it! Love, not everyone has experienced it, but pain, pain is a whole other ballgame everyone is very accustomed to. The levels of pain may differ, but it’s the one thing everyone has in common...
The same with pain, everyone at some point in their lives has felt lonely... a child, teen, adult, senior... loneliness is like a disease, it can’t be spread around, but it doesn’t discriminate...
I used to think that in my own home, ok technically my Mom and Dad’s house, I was alone. I wasn’t alone, I was just lonely...
Like many young in the closet gays out there, I was too afraid to come out to my parents... Honestly I still haven’t come out to them... I never planned on coming out, and I don’t plan to either... the second I come out to my parents is the day I send out my wedding Invitations...
So far my mother knows about my orientation, not by me telling her, but by her snooping... Her reason for snooping was that Jesus was working through her, telling her to invade my privacy etc etc...
After that is a long story, right now, she refuses to accept my orientation and I refuse to bring it up in conversation... What she does do, when I’m in the presence of guests, she does tell everyone that I’m going to marry a Japanese women and give her “happy Jappie children” her words not mine... I’m quite obsessed with Japan and I do plan on moving there in the future, hence the Japanese wife part...
So far I’ve only come out to one relative, one of my most beloved cousins... He is my hero in many ways, he’s also a mega dork in more ways than a hero... But he is my best ally in the constant war that is my family... Having a father who has 9 siblings means there’s bound to some bitchin’ going on at some point... actually, always...
The first people I ever came out to were my college buddies, I consider them to be my closest and most trusted friends. It was through telling them, I had enough courage to get out of the closet to just about everyone outside my family... this is no secret, I don’t act any different in front of my friends than I do with my family, I just choose to not tell them, and they also choose to not ask me...
So what I know is that even though I feel lonely at home, or when I feel lonely at night in a bed alone, I know that when the sun rises and I return to work, I am no longer lonely, I have a support system, I have friends, I have books to dive into, games to finish, music to escape to, movies to dull my senses to and best of all I have my imagination... In my world, I can be anyone I want to be and most of the time, I don’t have a lover in my fantasies... if I do, I know the fantasy won’t last that long... I prefer having super powers or being a kick ass gunslinger saving the world from zombies than baking a chocolate soufflĂ© for a faceless boyfriend who will love me and have sex with me and will be intimate with me and will marry me and adopt children with me and will grow old with me... wow that’s a lot of “ands”...
Anyway, I’m cool with being lonely... I’m finally accepting, it’s ok to be single, it’s ok to feel lonely, it’s human, It’s instinct, it’s life...
Lovelace out...
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Me, myself, pet peeves and I...
Boo...
Yip that would be me... not the most photogenic person out there, but hey... not all of us can be...
Anyways I just thought it would be time I showed you guys what I look like... this is a photo of me taken, by myself - don't judge me, I am not vain, just very bored - I took this photo while I was on the train commuting from Bellville to Cape Town...
Anyways, I thought I'd share with you a few of my pet peeves and a few things that I do that annoys other people...
Lets start off with:
10 of my pet peeves:
1) I hate people wearing flip flops...
2) I hate it when people sneeze and not cover their noses...
3) I really hate it when people give this judgemental look at the clothes I'm about to buy...
4) I have little fits of rage when people chew with their mouths open...
5) I hate it when people slide their feet when they wear slippers
6) I hate it when I'm at the beach and people tell me to take my shirt off... WTF???
7) I hate it when cashiers have private conversations instead of paying attention to the customer...
8) I hate it when people just chuck the clothes back on the shelf at the clothing stores...
9) I can't stand it when people recite sentences from the Bible... as if its suppose to mean something to me...
10) I hate it when I'm the queue at the shop and the person behind me is sighing and "oohing" and "aahing" because the cashier is slow, when in the mean time its a customer who is hassling the cashier for some stupid reason...
10 things I do that annoy people:
1) I bite my nails
2) I jog my leg
3) I have a habit of rubbing my hands together...
4) I have a habit of talking too fast
5) I brood
6) I have a creepy stare... (apparently...)
7) I always correct people when they pronounce a word incorrectly (I admit, that is annoying... I've toned down a bit... now I just correct the person when the repeatedly say the word the wrong way)
8) I hug too much...
9) I lock my room door, even when I'm inside my room... (this only applies to family... I do it, because I need to teach them to knock first... something they don't understand)
10) I go to the toilet to often... (I have a weak bladder...)
Here's another pickie of me :D also only this one is from the train station and not inside a the train...
Mr love lace out...
Yip that would be me... not the most photogenic person out there, but hey... not all of us can be...
Anyways I just thought it would be time I showed you guys what I look like... this is a photo of me taken, by myself - don't judge me, I am not vain, just very bored - I took this photo while I was on the train commuting from Bellville to Cape Town...
Anyways, I thought I'd share with you a few of my pet peeves and a few things that I do that annoys other people...
Lets start off with:
10 of my pet peeves:
1) I hate people wearing flip flops...
2) I hate it when people sneeze and not cover their noses...
3) I really hate it when people give this judgemental look at the clothes I'm about to buy...
4) I have little fits of rage when people chew with their mouths open...
5) I hate it when people slide their feet when they wear slippers
6) I hate it when I'm at the beach and people tell me to take my shirt off... WTF???
7) I hate it when cashiers have private conversations instead of paying attention to the customer...
8) I hate it when people just chuck the clothes back on the shelf at the clothing stores...
9) I can't stand it when people recite sentences from the Bible... as if its suppose to mean something to me...
10) I hate it when I'm the queue at the shop and the person behind me is sighing and "oohing" and "aahing" because the cashier is slow, when in the mean time its a customer who is hassling the cashier for some stupid reason...
10 things I do that annoy people:
1) I bite my nails
2) I jog my leg
3) I have a habit of rubbing my hands together...
4) I have a habit of talking too fast
5) I brood
6) I have a creepy stare... (apparently...)
7) I always correct people when they pronounce a word incorrectly (I admit, that is annoying... I've toned down a bit... now I just correct the person when the repeatedly say the word the wrong way)
8) I hug too much...
9) I lock my room door, even when I'm inside my room... (this only applies to family... I do it, because I need to teach them to knock first... something they don't understand)
10) I go to the toilet to often... (I have a weak bladder...)
Here's another pickie of me :D also only this one is from the train station and not inside a the train...
Mr love lace out...
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
My Wedding speech
I kinda wrote this last night...
I have no idea how this got in my head, because I wasn't even thinking of my pretend wedding... but if I were to get married, this would be my speech at the reception... (I know the groom doesn't say speeches, just the vows, but the I haven't met Mr right yet so how can I make vows???)
I have no idea how this got in my head, because I wasn't even thinking of my pretend wedding... but if I were to get married, this would be my speech at the reception... (I know the groom doesn't say speeches, just the vows, but the I haven't met Mr right yet so how can I make vows???)
My wedding speech
We’ve had this debate before haven’t we (insert husband’s name)
I say “I love you”, you say “I love you more”, I say “Not nearly as much as I love you”, you say “you’re in DEE-NIAL, cuz I mean, I just, I love you more!”, I say “Bullshit, that’s impossible, cuz I love you more”... the clichĂ©d, corny, ‘I love you more’ debate can go on and on until one of us decides to shut the other up with a long, slow, mouthy, tonguey, eyes closed, hands in hair, surroundings blurred kiss so powerful that if it were anymore powerful it could end war, famine, poverty, HIV, ignorance, self-hate and end all pain...
But today I stand before you, telling you, I...love...you...
I love you today, tomorrow, the next day, maybe not the whole of next week Wednesday or the day we have the inevitable crockery throwing fight, but I love you... after the fight, once the hate comes out all that’s left is love and that love is forever bound to you...
I love you more than pooh bear loves honey
I love you more than a sunflower loves the sun
My love for you is as unbreakable as a mountain made of diamond and titanium...
My love for you reaches further than ends of the universe...
I will love you in this life and I shall seek you out in the next life and love you then, and in the life after that... My love for you will transcend life itself...
And once all life and existence is gone, my love for you will transcend the very confides of existence and being...
But most of all I will love you as passionately, as if it is my last hour with you, forever until the big bang unbangs itself and rebangs itself because I refused to stop loving you...and because you refused to stop loving me...
Mr love lace out...
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Just for you Crazeebee :)
Taylor Kinney...
Vampire Diaries - if you don't watch it, kill yourself - is just not the same without this delicious werewolf... sigh I hate Damon right now...
I decided to do this post for one of my blog crushes Crazeebee . He is just plain awesome :)
Writes good stuff too. Every time I visit his blog, I feel empowered and I somehow believe in myself a little bit more, so this is a tribute to him, a fellow Vampire Diary Enthusiast :)
Take a look at a few more Taylor Kinney Pics I found :)
Personally Michael Trevino is my fave :
He's more my age and I like his style :) Actually I just think its the glasses, the geeky look ignites sensations that should not be disclosed on sites open to the public... too bad he's straight and on a whole other continent... Oh well, to the next celeb crush...
Take a look at some more of CB's VD fav :)
Vampire Diaries - if you don't watch it, kill yourself - is just not the same without this delicious werewolf... sigh I hate Damon right now...
I decided to do this post for one of my blog crushes Crazeebee . He is just plain awesome :)
Writes good stuff too. Every time I visit his blog, I feel empowered and I somehow believe in myself a little bit more, so this is a tribute to him, a fellow Vampire Diary Enthusiast :)
Take a look at a few more Taylor Kinney Pics I found :)
Personally Michael Trevino is my fave :
He's more my age and I like his style :) Actually I just think its the glasses, the geeky look ignites sensations that should not be disclosed on sites open to the public... too bad he's straight and on a whole other continent... Oh well, to the next celeb crush...
Take a look at some more of CB's VD fav :)
Monday, May 9, 2011
Who am I really angery at?
This is as blunt as I am going to get.
I have no idea who I am really pissed off at; me or society...
Say what you want, but looks are everything. No one will look at an average looking guy with a little bit of a weight problem, when mr hotstuff with his six pack and uber massive invisible "I'm horny" sign above his head...
Now, I'm not saying all good looking guys are think with their dick heads, but have you ever seen a guy with a great physique go out with a guy who doesn't have one?
I understand that there are many gay guys, who happen to be attractive, have great personalities and go out with other guys with just as equal great personalities, but they also happen to be hot...
Now we get the average looking guys, like me... Still have a little bit of a pimple problem, weight won't seem to go away, but I have myself to blame, as I refuse to work out or play any form of sport...
What I can say is that I am highly cultured and well-read, fantastic cook, baker, very creative, spontaneous, green thumb, wine enthusiast, open minded, more caring than the next person (ask anyone who knows me), nicest person you'll ever meet, but I won't be given a chance because I have a little too much belly flab...
Ok wait I drove off the point here, getting back to "Now we get the average looking guys..." these guys also ONLY look at the hot guys... Ok I do to, but seriously I've been rejected by not-so-good lookling, average-looking "sweet" guys, and hot guys... basically all the types of guys... Why??? Is it because I'm "cute" and not sexy, is it because I have an invisible sign that says "Desperate" above my head??? Or am I still single and seriously pissed at myself for admitting that I label people, good looking, average and below average...
If love is supposed to be blind, then when did it get cornea transplant???
Or karma being a bitch to me because I refused to give that beggar a R5...
I have no idea who I am really pissed off at; me or society...
Say what you want, but looks are everything. No one will look at an average looking guy with a little bit of a weight problem, when mr hotstuff with his six pack and uber massive invisible "I'm horny" sign above his head...
Now, I'm not saying all good looking guys are think with their dick heads, but have you ever seen a guy with a great physique go out with a guy who doesn't have one?
I understand that there are many gay guys, who happen to be attractive, have great personalities and go out with other guys with just as equal great personalities, but they also happen to be hot...
Now we get the average looking guys, like me... Still have a little bit of a pimple problem, weight won't seem to go away, but I have myself to blame, as I refuse to work out or play any form of sport...
What I can say is that I am highly cultured and well-read, fantastic cook, baker, very creative, spontaneous, green thumb, wine enthusiast, open minded, more caring than the next person (ask anyone who knows me), nicest person you'll ever meet, but I won't be given a chance because I have a little too much belly flab...
Ok wait I drove off the point here, getting back to "Now we get the average looking guys..." these guys also ONLY look at the hot guys... Ok I do to, but seriously I've been rejected by not-so-good lookling, average-looking "sweet" guys, and hot guys... basically all the types of guys... Why??? Is it because I'm "cute" and not sexy, is it because I have an invisible sign that says "Desperate" above my head??? Or am I still single and seriously pissed at myself for admitting that I label people, good looking, average and below average...
If love is supposed to be blind, then when did it get cornea transplant???
Or karma being a bitch to me because I refused to give that beggar a R5...
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
The most beautiful man I've ever seen
Note: I don't have a picture of him... but trying real hard to take one LOLz!
I've been taking the 16.20pm bus from Cape Town to Richwood every day for the last two and a half years...
I know almost everyone on the bus... I know who the regulars are, the people who come on every now and then, the completely new people and the one timers (people whom I'll never see again)...
A few months ago, out of the middle of nowhere, this amazingly beautiful man hops on the bus... I know nothing about this man... all I know, is that he gets off at the last stop in Bothasig when taking the 16.20pm bus from Cape Town to Richwood or he gets off at the police station when taking the 16.30pm, 16.45pm or the 17.00pm from Cape Town to Richwood buses...
I've never crushed on this guy, mainly because I knew nothing about him other than his exit times and his incredibly good looks... What I do know is that I don't see him on a regular basis... I suppose his working hours differ from day to day...
I can't even begin to describe this man... His looks are beyond divine, the kind of beauty that no fairy tale can explain... You can take all the fairy tale princes, put them all into one man and he will still be better looking...
The best thing about this mans beauty, is probably the fact that he doesn't know just how beautiful he really is...
Now, I know people have different tastes when it comes to looks, but there is no denying the looks about this man...
I'm not the kind of person who goes for looks, substance is what I need. A good friend told me this : "looks brings upon attraction but conversation brings love". I've never forgotten those words, not that I needed them in the first place...
About three weeks ago I sat on the bus watching this man type on his blackberry... I studied his face, body, hands, posture, hair, I studied him like he was a piece of art, the most rare, exquisite piece of art procreation has ever created... everything on him, even the things that looked ugly like pimples, they only added beauty to him... the way his hair moved, the way his arm hairs curved, his deep dark eyes, dark hair, firm hands and gentle demeanour...
When you look at a man like him, you instantly get the feeling: he's out of my league...
And for the most part, he is, and here's why: you want someone like him to be with someone equally as beautiful as he is...
I don't know his sexual preference, but that doesn't deflect the fact that I like to look at him...
Just to tell that I am not half as shallow as this blog post makes me sound, a friend and I were discussing this bus guy whom we have dubbed "Jamie"... and my HUGE MASSIVE INCREDIBLE INSANE UNREQUITED LOVE for this other guy whom we know as "the view"... (whom I've written many poems about...) luckily my friend saw Jamie at the shop... she and many other people are dying to know why I am so in love with "the view"... and in comparison, she thinks Jamie is way better looking and much neater looking than "the view"...
Well at least I can say I'm slowly getting over the view... But more importantly, I don't know if I will ever gather the courage to sit next to Jamie and say "Hi"...
Lovelace out...
I've been taking the 16.20pm bus from Cape Town to Richwood every day for the last two and a half years...
I know almost everyone on the bus... I know who the regulars are, the people who come on every now and then, the completely new people and the one timers (people whom I'll never see again)...
A few months ago, out of the middle of nowhere, this amazingly beautiful man hops on the bus... I know nothing about this man... all I know, is that he gets off at the last stop in Bothasig when taking the 16.20pm bus from Cape Town to Richwood or he gets off at the police station when taking the 16.30pm, 16.45pm or the 17.00pm from Cape Town to Richwood buses...
I've never crushed on this guy, mainly because I knew nothing about him other than his exit times and his incredibly good looks... What I do know is that I don't see him on a regular basis... I suppose his working hours differ from day to day...
I can't even begin to describe this man... His looks are beyond divine, the kind of beauty that no fairy tale can explain... You can take all the fairy tale princes, put them all into one man and he will still be better looking...
The best thing about this mans beauty, is probably the fact that he doesn't know just how beautiful he really is...
Now, I know people have different tastes when it comes to looks, but there is no denying the looks about this man...
I'm not the kind of person who goes for looks, substance is what I need. A good friend told me this : "looks brings upon attraction but conversation brings love". I've never forgotten those words, not that I needed them in the first place...
About three weeks ago I sat on the bus watching this man type on his blackberry... I studied his face, body, hands, posture, hair, I studied him like he was a piece of art, the most rare, exquisite piece of art procreation has ever created... everything on him, even the things that looked ugly like pimples, they only added beauty to him... the way his hair moved, the way his arm hairs curved, his deep dark eyes, dark hair, firm hands and gentle demeanour...
When you look at a man like him, you instantly get the feeling: he's out of my league...
And for the most part, he is, and here's why: you want someone like him to be with someone equally as beautiful as he is...
I don't know his sexual preference, but that doesn't deflect the fact that I like to look at him...
Just to tell that I am not half as shallow as this blog post makes me sound, a friend and I were discussing this bus guy whom we have dubbed "Jamie"... and my HUGE MASSIVE INCREDIBLE INSANE UNREQUITED LOVE for this other guy whom we know as "the view"... (whom I've written many poems about...) luckily my friend saw Jamie at the shop... she and many other people are dying to know why I am so in love with "the view"... and in comparison, she thinks Jamie is way better looking and much neater looking than "the view"...
Well at least I can say I'm slowly getting over the view... But more importantly, I don't know if I will ever gather the courage to sit next to Jamie and say "Hi"...
Lovelace out...
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