Mon/crashing-tuesday at 10

as happy i was throughout the day i propose myself rather disapointed.

im a man wiht a semi plan but when we threw the book out the window as we passed the same street twice. it was fine, utc was kool, fining some clothes that could be in my future if i can afford, having chow mein on the curb and swimming wiht the dolphins, search for akon begins and ends at target. i saved this adn now a day later i can say its kool.
i was goign to say i was sad about how we ddint get to the beach but we did in fact see the devil and we denied him and obsolved it all and punished the wicked. but yesterday, monday was hotter and if we stayed the same time waht we both bear, pedro more than myself would b far worse. to sum it up, rudolph is sick so santa talk to haddarr about leading his sleigh tonight. and im only a little red but its still achy oh well. its what we get for messing somethign up. but
i deem
The Collector worht a watch, its from the producers of saw, but its almost more of a hostile style sawish cat n mouse, anyway, grab your girl and watch it, adn remember to hug and PAY THE FUCK ATTENTION TO YOUR SURROUNDING WHEN UR COMING HOME AND MAKING OUT, so before you go at it, check it out homes. there may be some creeper all silent creeping up on ya waiting to catch your boyfrind is 8 bear traps. but now ill yiled to rest, maybe and ill write tomorrow about what we do wiht chest scared of red, maybe the other bros more of a scarlet chest, its whatever. oh we witness the boogeyman, a reminder of what was, and a constant dinging of the first, thanks PXTN. sorry but sometimes its a gain adn a loss, but life goes on with or wihtout yourt special moments.

early morning riser....fml

so already today i have born witness to an incrediable choice,
a- stay in bed, knowing all too well that i could have slept for another hour or 2 even, for the sleep fairy had heavily dusted my eyes and it remained still,

or
b- be a good boy and take out the gd-trash,....i beleive we all know that i made the wrongful mistake by taking the garbage out....fml repeadily
so naturally after i realized it could be a little nippy in the little clothing i had, i tried to score some sleep adn was rewarded wiht a dawg, in both tenses, that needed in my bed and then proceded to growl obsenities in my face till i let him out, or her pending if hes being a bitch. so i grabbed a shower to complete the waking up proocess. adn here i am. but i have coem from a brilliant day, a day filled with beaches, a bro, and way too many bikinis for just 2 men to conquer. adn dam those tacos were good, at sea side but the circles of hell were adn are undescriable, thats another story, but thats yesterday, today ill try on then pass to you

so its 2

2 in the mourning rolls by as im cashing gold and practicing playing with the economy. sleep is slowly tugging at me liek the girl pulling the boy to the dancefloor, still thinking of her and what it would feel to dance wiht her, prob like dancing on a cloud and never going down, but hell we will see where my mind ends up. 80 tomorow looking forward to sweat and change colors like a chameleon.

Dash round II

I’m going to put you under, no honey this aint the break up scene, this is the beginning, this is the epilogue of 2 lovers.
Love is the start and it’s not going to hurt, just calm down for I know you’ve been broken before. I’m here to pick up the pieces and put them together like a jig saw, when I couldn’t even put humpty dumpy back together.
Even with the help of all those knights there, I couldn’t do it, so some things are meant to be broken, others need to be fixed.
Ill put ya up like the great wall, working day n night, just to make you feel safe.
Ill master the Eiffel tower to prove my love and devotion.
Id sail around the world for her but I could never leave the docks because I couldn’t go that long without you.
So id sail around you, and that would be just fine and probably better, never hurting you like all the others have done in the past, no history is done repeating itself with you and pain. Ill introduce you a new trend that’ll forever change the course of it all.

Friend ship vs.…more

That line, nowhere to hides
Out there in the world is that line that no one can see but we feel its pressure very day, every brush of the hair behind that girl beautiful face, every smile that means more than it shows, all the talk of truths and dreams. With every laugh, and illusion of one but not the other, it’s a one sided story and it’s a duet missing its half, but its only one person will notice until the truth moves out of the shadows and step forward into the light, soaking it all up.

The line, it’s dreaded.

I speak ill of this line for it has, wait, not true, I was going to say it robbed me, it made me crouch in the shadows like a tiger, and hide like the dragon. But now as I recall the thought and almost actions I must confess to myself relief,
Relief that I didn’t whisper the words to this girl because our friendship would have been ruined and to revamp that statement, she’s not in my life now. I try to text but we barely talk, it could b for a million reasons but still, no word so I choose and say I did right by that girl but failed another, one closer to my heart, so close I never even relaxed it until I had almost lost her but no more, not again.
That’s another issue.
Now about this line.
It’s never seen, only sensed and we all know of it but never speak for we don’t want it found out. It’s the line between friendship and more. I’ll let you decide what u really want to call it but you get it, without me having to say this, without me having to spell or rather type it out for you,

so where do you fall?

Or do you even know? I doubt it because you’re not willing to take the risk, well go fucking suck it up and spill the truth. Stop hiding it,
Me, yes I’ve had this event happen, but do I regret not taking my own advice, no. for I’ve found a girl who is defined in the dictionary as perfect, but hell that’s just me. I’ll fight for her and in the end I can hope I win but I can’t force her, so it’s her choice. So, I leave it up to you, the truths have been spoken, hugs given, lips touched and the rest we shall find out.

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so its pretty much one in the morning, so plz dont be offened by my spelling which can somehow gets worse the later i get but only if i type. if i write i rarely spell anytihng wrong, prob some irony in there but im too tired toi find it and debate about it wiht myself, bc who the hell would want to debate that, in all honesty. well a few sentences i ahd a point i had, a point i was going to amek but somehow it got lost in this ruble, maybe it was aobut marriage lies and political scandals, or about mew vs luiga, or maybe about what i need to do the next few days, who knows. itll come to me at a random time and ill forget, but now i dont even know what im rambling aobut but it actualy feels good to rant becasue thats is my fav thing to do in writing and somehow through all my rants and random Sh**t something amazing comes out, a beautiful ensemble of words that dance around you and do the electric slide on your tongue and bitch slap your senses till theri fully awake fore thay have doozed far too long and they needed it, idk how all that happend but it does and thats how my essays in my ap class got written, adn they were good, def good enough to get a 5 on the test but when your staring at 5 correct multiple choice questions, that i feel is the real stumper, so take a pick, grab a number adn flip a coin and realize its time for bed. so brush your teeth, prep yourself for nothing and slide into bed and congrats if your ahve a partner, im still undecided if your doing something right or if im doing it wrong but hell, ill take my drug anyday adn dance into a acoma, never to awaken but finally being full happy adn loving evey minute of it, so for my fairwell for now, PEACE FOLKS. till another day or night late/early in the day(however you see it) so ahve fun and be who you are, dont push it for something or someone else, they will realize sooner or later what they want or need, and heres the part where i dont take my own advice, but hell tis my life adn ill cry if i want oo, im not of course but it sounded liek it fit there, like a computer in this generation, so finally good night, lol as if someone is actually reading this, but its still fun.

Torn between 2 worlds, and the winner is, never you.

Scarlet letter branded upon your chest, the sins lie the hallways of you past actions. God has seen you, the devil has tasted you, yum. The angels save you while the demons eat you, all while you go towards the light while the darkness engulfs you.
Torn between the 2, its never been your choice just your journey, testing you since you spoke you first word. Tempting you while trying to save you, gluttony, lust and greed are ever so easy compared to valor and honor. You pray for the rain so you can stay inside with her but all you get is a handful of ash and a shiver. Living life is hard enough but knowing ever move you make will put you either in a giant frying pan where the heat never ends or a cloud of white and as soft as silk with her beside you. Your doing good, not fucking up because you love her too much but you never want to leave her so now you have to be a moral example so you can go with her to the clouds. She, as sweet as sugar and as smart as Einstein, how did she ever cross your path, an angel from god, a reward for all the good, despite his adversities and challenges and false hoods. You could be in heaven for all you know.

Fast forward till death greet them both.
Filled with white light starting down upon the globe that he once inhabited, now he has a view that only gods own. Laying upon the silk that is white he ponders where his wife is; he taps Gabriel in the shoulder and unloads his grief and curiosity. He points yonder, down, beneath the crust of the earth in a boiling vat where she is being burned for the first of many times. He lets loose a rivers of tears thinking of Justin, and how. God responds with this verse
She was a victim of crushing immoral,
She turned to the streets, and clawed her way up,
Making her way to management
Until she found you, she didn’t own the clothes you first saw her in,
She was stealing them, and in the process
She stole your eyes and money, but she couldn’t
now she’s suffering for what happened to her and what she reaped upon
the others, of so many lives she saved,
and destroyed, in the sinful manner.

Beaten and broken he stared down like all the others before.

Actions precede words as the young lovers become intertwined.

Parents look but don’t see, they listen but don’t understand, the truth us muttered and lies are all that’s heard.
Will the world listen to a couple of star crossed lovers?
Is violence the only way to get your memo on the president’s blackboard?
Is a angry protest legal, yes it is, then why do the police come and force the people to turn their backs on their cause, their belief, why are we herded like cattle away from what we believe, why is a protest illegal now when the forefathers wanted these incidents to occur? This is what they want and they are tossed in a jar and sealed, shifting all the oxygen out.
Will the world listen to a couple star crossed lovers?
Will the government listen to the commonwealth, why not? Because we don’t pay for your fancy dinner parties then sneak in, why? Where is the government going, I want to know, hell I bet Washington would love to know.
Its not what it use to be and the more it changes the farther away we get from what we say we are.
We preach false lies of typicality, then blame each other because of our belief system, why? Bc one god has to be stronger, do you think the gods have death matches to see who’s stronger, nay, they have meetings where they sit and talk and debate the world, each brining what they know, they don’t blow people up, they walk away if it gets too strong, we walk toward the crowd with a bomb strapped to our chest and get praised in the afterlife or so we think, I bet that god beats down that person for going vigilante.
We say one likely hood and mean the opposite, why, because humans lie.
And as for the star crossed lovers, it’s a mixture of love and violence just to see the peace in the hazy mist, just ask Jules.

Jane, the ecstasy of choice

Its been over feel years and that tingling feel returns any and every time I’m around her, talk to her or even text.
I’ve gone way too many months with it and I know I never want that feeling to leave, ever.
Its time to know what your drug of choice is and ill take it when I want. Ill od on it and go into a feverly land where anything is possible. Where I want to stay and live the rest of my life with that feeling always strong and never fading.
It makes me feel
And that’s with the world,
She’s my ecstasy and I aint going to stop poppin till I drop
I’ll shoot up and ill get so high with her that’ll it will take a year to fall back to earth, a realm where it doesn’t makes sense, so ill light up and get back going to a different where it makes sense and its all worth it, I’ll fight for what I want and I’ll get it bc she’s worth the feeling.

Is what tis is

Thunderous waves of past month whimpers in the shadows of the waves earthquake season.
A whole world’s ocean connected, so with an uproar there, makes it a slap in the face here
Clearing the 9 foot limit to be seated sign on this ride, a ride of the ocean life.
Winds rising while constant changes after.

Drawing crowds to the riptides while grandparents watch grandchildren being dragged underneath then resurface while going down a typhoon of cascading water breaking the law of gravity, but no arrests will be made for with a station underwater it’d only add to him.

The sweet notes play the lullaby while Spiderman is slowly disappearing, runner pass by the observers of life, thinking about why,

Diversity,
It’s what a beach is.

Paranoia

paranoia