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Reliable, Respectful, yet rowdy she really is
Positive, proud, and full of pride
Poetically perfect in every way
This blog is organized chaos, in other words life. All of the words here are inspired by reality, my life and the lives of others. You'll be surprised, offended, enlightened, and entertained...enjoy...Diary of Me =) (please feel free to ask questions, share, and leave comments)
Showing posts with label sweet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sweet. Show all posts
Monday, September 22, 2014
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
February 11, 2010
I'm sure there have been a lot of love poems written, but all disclosin' an aspect of it that is different.
Most love poems I've read are happy; filled with fascinations, infatuations, and I love this about hers and hims. But I have yet to read a love poem that contains the arguments, fights, and struggles within.
We all have em and we all go through em and if your love doesn't well shoot I say screw em because there's no foundation.
When building any structure you start from the bottom then make your way to the top, but if you already at the peak then what exactly do you got?
You can't take it any higher and I don't know about you but to me that's boring. Some of the greatest moments in my life have come from overcoming. That is the greatest feeling...
you know they say love conquers all but with nothing to conquer your love is nothing at all.
Oh yeah good times are great but they'll turn bad if you can't recover from a fall.
That's what love is.
It's when it ain't all about he/she makes me feel good about myself, you should already feel good about yourself, and love them for who they are, it shouldn't be about anyone else.
Remove you from the equation and see what you have left. And if there's nothing then there's nothing put them phony feelings back on the shelf it wasn't love...it ain't love...it is not love....and this...ain't a love poem.
Most love poems I've read are happy; filled with fascinations, infatuations, and I love this about hers and hims. But I have yet to read a love poem that contains the arguments, fights, and struggles within.
We all have em and we all go through em and if your love doesn't well shoot I say screw em because there's no foundation.
When building any structure you start from the bottom then make your way to the top, but if you already at the peak then what exactly do you got?
You can't take it any higher and I don't know about you but to me that's boring. Some of the greatest moments in my life have come from overcoming. That is the greatest feeling...
you know they say love conquers all but with nothing to conquer your love is nothing at all.
Oh yeah good times are great but they'll turn bad if you can't recover from a fall.
That's what love is.
It's when it ain't all about he/she makes me feel good about myself, you should already feel good about yourself, and love them for who they are, it shouldn't be about anyone else.
Remove you from the equation and see what you have left. And if there's nothing then there's nothing put them phony feelings back on the shelf it wasn't love...it ain't love...it is not love....and this...ain't a love poem.
Monday, June 09, 2014
J.R.L.
The first one I met was just like me and in him I saw things that other girls ain't see. We started out as best friends, chillin together all the time, but I had deeper thoughts runnin through my mind. He walked with me one night even though I was already close to home, I don't know how he was feelin but I wanted to get him alone. He reached around with a friendly hug, his arms laid close around my hips, then I did what he never expected and kissed him on his beautiful lips. WOW! was the expression on this boy's face, and then he called me up and asked me out when he got back to his place. He never knew I liked him, that's something he would've never thought of, but from that moment on he was mine and I was his first love. Five months or so the first time, but break ups and make ups add up to bout a year. But we ended on a good note cause we still have a connection whether or not he's here. Many times I reminisce about the times we spent together, but because of what him and I shared I will love him forever.
Friday, May 09, 2014
Sexy Brown Eyes Vlog-Blog
Sexy Brown Eyes
He's a nice guy...sexy brown eyes...and I realized he's eyeing me constantly. I must be out my mind, on a trip, while he slowly licks his lips. I think about the song "I dip, you dip, we dip," but then we strip and then we both be naked - nude - standing side by side but acting prude. We both know what we could do or be doing, we're both thinkin' "Me and you <3" and...the many ways to put it in....slow motion not fast, but romantically exotic; feelin' higher than the weedhead who lives and breathes the chronic. " Isn't it ironic, don't you think?" that we met this way when just the other other day, I began to say, "It's over, I give up! My life, I can no longer live it up!" But that's what's up, cuz you...you came through and made me do what and now it's me and you, my new boo =). The only one that makes me scream, makes me cream, and that is only in my dreams. I'm thinkin' one day you'll get in between my sheets, not talkin' paper, I'm a lyrical love raper, never let my love taper. Taking advantage of it, handle of it...but not sure if you can manage it, don't damage it. My heart is weak. You leave me with no words to speak call me a little geek. Cuz I study you baby, your mind and what you do baby, just basically all of you lately you got me goin' too crazy because your body's bangin', got my bottom jaw a hangin', and I know you keeps it swangin', and you make me feel like sangin', but NOT like the Snickers guy. I'm not even gonna lie, you my caramel, nuts, and nougat; hunger only you can satisify. I tell them other dudes don't try cuz like Talib Kweli, I need you just to get by. Just start this ish off, step to me, and say hi =D!!!!! *waves and smiles*
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