In love with the night

She lays there with nothing to do
Curtains closed on the mirror she sees the fool
On her back swearing his love
Wanting her back
Reminding her of the fairies and the magic sparks
Life is gone,fuck the fairies,hail the dark
Dont want Kiss,touch or take you back
Go back with your love or better yet paint it black
Out of my face
Mirror
Heart
How many times will i remind you
I fell inlove with the night
How many times will i tell you
When i see you i just want to fight
Good is gone by the river of mist dark
Being cyrptic is the only way around
Dont blame me for being dark enough
Just admitt that you had me on a wrong time
The time of attack
Serphents of the dark
Echoes of the mind
Pleasure ofthe skin
Delight of all sins
Get out of my fuckin face
Fuck your love
Fuck your lies
I'm in love with the night.

DOUGLAS KASSANO

My fashion

Fashion has always been my middle name, basically i can say that fashion is who i am because i feel a pinch when its done wrong and a sparkiling bliss when its done in a right manner.

To me fashion explains what kind of a person you are, it creates your identity and draws your personality from the regular colors you choose to wear, acsessory and even your choice of fragrance you preffer- fashion speakes a person character before his lips.

My inspiration for my upcomming collection will base on the faminine side of a woman and little element of gothic culture as seen on my displayed designs.

DOUGLAS KASSANO

Dirty boys, the experience

He pulls off my tie, unbuttons my shirt
Losening my belt, he pushes me on the bed
Forgetting am a boy, he comes on my top
He whispers his love, I cant make him stop
Like a shadow he is all over me
Making me weak, i cant even breath
I try to pull off but the force is too big
He touches me there now my thing is growing big
His skin against mine, now i am liking the game
I take in his lips, Kissing them with no shame
I then see a spark of love, though i dont know his name
Then all a sudden he stops, telling me his Cane
Then i look into his eyes, i tell him i am Jake
Silence grows while our things fall
He asks if i am a boy, i say he is not wrong
He walkes to the window, feeling the sway
Then he lookes back at me with something to say
Silently i listen, my heart on the dark
He says he is sorry he was a little bit drunk
If he had known right from the very start
He wouldnt have dared to ruine my night
But only on detal he never knew
That i gave in much like a weak fool
He was drunk the time i was ineed
Gave mw what i want, while he drowned in guilt
My weacked pleasure being his sin......

NOTE:Avoid drinking too muck to avoid irresponcible acts

Facing the burning reality

Do we sometimes get so curious to know if the person we love is cheating? Yes we do,we have all the rights to know even thogh it the truth will live us broken hearted-regrating ever finding out,wishing to have remained with the blind side.

Love is like a red rose now and a bleeding rose tomorrow,so unpredictable but very obvious- dont let it all go to your head,dont let the diamond rings and the fire stones fool you to emotional break down,take the lead,be a master of your own dream planet,dont get carried away-rule it.

Some times there those characters who usually say,"i cant live without him/her" but here is a question for you,"do you diserve to be fooled?" please answer it, take time and ask your self that question,do you realy think that your heart is not worthy, or is just a fear of being left alone-and if its so, why keep whats not yours while you have the potential of finding a better one? whatever the answer will be,just remember that you worth more...more to let a mare person cheat you.

No matter how passionate love can be, dont let go tour head,people change,when you want him more he needs you less-thats just the usuallove chain. Trust him/her when you have a reason too not because you have too- love never works for the weak, it needs you to be strong,patient and willing to make choices no matter how hard they can be...

Love is just another triangle for a open mind, dont be too sure of your self.

AUTHOR:DOUGLAS KASSANO

Skinny jeans rocks

Yeah its true, goodbye baggy jeans. Fashion its all about your own free expression- you do what your insticts tell you-but make sure it suuits you though. Fashon is all about taking chances, today you'll be an icone and the next day, procsicuted to a fashion crime-take chances but do the right and dont loose your personality on the way, it wont be worth it.

Latest skinny jeans for men.

Throw stones at me.

Throw stones at me
When i sleep around
But not when i say my step father is bad
When doors are locked and shut inside
Food is always served while am left to starve
Like a dog i feed on the food down under
How bad i wish i could run away
T feed on the sand and those bleeching rays
Hoping the sun will wash away my sorrow
Wishing to awake glad to see tomorrow.

Throw stones at me
When i sleep around
But not when i say they threw me outside
Living me alone without a blanket in dark
Without a cundel hoping for a moonlight spark
Heading to shelters of those homeless cats
If they ever give me a bed atleast its a start
Away from those who wished death to my mother
Away from those who cursed the name of my father

Throw stones at me
when i sleep around
But dont ge jelous when am happy atlast.

DOUGLAS KASSANO.

We know best you know less.

Not every man has enemies, there those who make them just be human, living life by its rules with chins up,pride high, and gutts over the limit. Its amazing and rather depressing when they gather in pair on a table of two hundred, yelling and shouting your name, veins growing on their fore heads-claiming that you dont fit.

"We know best you know less" says a man in a 500$ suit with a proffesional name standing right besides his own. He knows best, the voice echoes again in my head, judjing and trying hard to understand- am poor, probably my life orths less a quater of his silver watch or the broach on his side pocket with his name printed on it.

Last month the same man came standing on my door, before thinking of knocking someone already thought for him- he calls himself lucky, purely dignified and for a poor person like me i should be flatered by his presence on my filthy residence-with flies all over the walls:And yes i was flatered enough to welcome hin inside even though i knew that he came to with a motive of taking my land.

He slowly got in with his two escorts, my pride turning to shame and internal disgrace-i had nothing to offer not even a chair for him sit, before i even thought of apologising- his dry brown red lips moved and said. "Listen low man,I come for the land,It worths more than your dignity and much more your child, you only got 24 hours to live the town".

"He knew best i knew less" i packed my cloths on my slim weak body-they where the only pair i had. Walking with my child side to side on the road of happy land- knowing that even though my child aged 5 last month he was old enough to know how un
happy i was, how unhappy our world was, yes- he knew it all.

After a long walk to no wherewe decided to stop, feed our mouths with a gaze on the stars and the rich color of the clouds-my child looked at me for five minutes long, breaking my heart by the sight of his dry cracked lips while he trembeled by the cold wind that swayed him by-his eyes sparked that day, reminding me of his mother who he never got a chance to see. May her soul rest in peace.

After a long moment of tear trail, i fixed a smile on my face, trying to be a stone and promissing not to break, "He knows best, we know less" I found my self repeating the words though my lips dint move, then my child turned and looked at me in joy and said, "dady dady look its a church there, you always told me that god is our big father right, lets go live with him-am sure he has plenty of rooms for us"- i looked at him and smiled, letting joy find its wat through my sad veins, he was right, we where close to home, close to our fathers home and may he tought me a lesson,he knew best from all the rest-no matter how young he was.

AUTHOR:DOUGLAS KASSANO

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Who rocks it the way she does, she is a diva from out of space- and Douglas kassano is her number one fun.

Don't forget to check on her new video, ALEJANDRO

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LIFE AFTER FAILING.

Sometimes life could be so unpredictable, it might make you think you have it all, enough to even throw some away, enough to risk it all away-how ironic that we always give in, falling on life's dangerous tricks-letting it prove how stupid humans can be. Take control of your life now...You have a choice, and its time to decide...

Never give in to tears, no matter how tempting the situation is.

NEW LIFE

Im kind of getting ahead on what i want, well that has always been the greatest wish for 2010 and am glad its happening,
Even though i've been cought in the trail of bad lack and salty tears, am still glad for the second chance that i've been granted.

Cheers to 2010