The King of Thrash Justin Poole

I am the King of Thrash, Justin Poole. I write tales of love, life, lust and the occasional gunfight.
I am an explorer in a time with no frontiers

stevenscrivello:

Noriyoshi Ohrai’s astounding artwork for the Heisei Godzilla films. I really wish films posters still utilised such creativity and talent.

(via ritualtitfuck)

Epitaph

The moon has died tonight

and we are left here alone in the dark

beneath the stars we empty our souls.

And when the last bottle has drained 

we make the kind of mistakes you regret for a lifetime 

It was always you

my only sunshine

always you.

Hush little baby

Dont say a word

Mammas gonna buy you a mocking bird

and if that mocking bird wont sing

Mammas gonna buy you a diamond ring

and if that diamond ring wont shine

Get the fuck over it you ungrateful prick.

I’ve given you everything you have

I’ve given you everything I have 

I gave up all my hopes and dreams so I could work two jobs

Just so you’d have all the nice clothes and all the best toys

and what do you do?  You fucking bitch about the diamond I gave you not being shiny enough

Fucking asshole little brat.  I hate you.  You ruined my life.

You’re nothing but a dream crushing soul shattering waste of time

You ruined my life.  You were an accident.

I hate you for what you have made me become.

When one is lost

They need only look inward to find themselves

We are all wandering stars in search of our place in the universe 

Return home to the sky

Dream without restraint.

A sign

How she dances in the light

suspended like a star

smiling as if in a dream

she illuminates the night.

I hear the shower burst to life

justinpoole:

Shes starting without me.

I walk into the bathroom and take in the sight before me

Standing under the water rubbing her hands over her body.  I am instantly aroused.

I open the door and step in with her.  She looks down at my hard cock and whispers in my ear

"Baby, I just got so turned on"

I grab her face and kiss her hard.  Our bodies collide beneath the shower head as steam rises all around us.

She melts into my hands as I take control.  I turn her around and face her towards the wall.  My hands roam across her tits and down her stomach.  Down her back and across her ass.  I move her hair to the side and begin kissing between her shoulders and up her neck.

She is putty in my hands,.

I reach between her legs and find her pussy already dripping wet.  Not from the shower but from my advances.  I play with her clit and slide a finger inside of her.

I begun rubbing my cock across her ass.  She steps back towards me and shakes her ass cheeks against my erection.  Up and down the crack of her ass I rub my cock before I begin slowly making my way inside.

She opens up and accepts me.

I push her up against the wall and inch by inch I make my way further into her.  I wrap one hand around her throat and grab the back of her head with the other as I begin thrusting upward.

Before long the passion takes over and she is bent over in front of me urging me on.

"Fuck my ass baby, fuck my tight asshole"

I start thrusting harder and harder.

She is moaning and shaking like an animal as I pummel her from behind.

She begs me to cum inside of her ass but I have other plans

I tell her to turn around and drop to her knees.

I stand over her.  Just out of reach.  Slowly stroking my cock above her face.  She reaches out with her tongue towards my balls as she fingers her pussy.  I increase my speed.  Faster and faster until without warning I explode across her face.  She pulls me closer and takes every blast.

As I empty my balls onto her she is leaning back into the tub rubbing her clit like a woman possessed.  She cums with my cock in her mouth and my cum still covering her face.

My band is going to be opening for a band I have been listening to for ten plus years.
Life is rad.

My band is going to be opening for a band I have been listening to for ten plus years.

Life is rad.

Queso Maximo by Tropical Storm!

AKA Official Municipal Waste Dis Track

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Many are!

70sscifiart:

Aviation in retro science fiction and fantasy art. Artists are credited in captions.