| sorry |
[Jul. 9th, 2005|03:13 am] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  sleepy | ] |
| [ | On the 1's and 2's |
| | Trapped in the Closet (Pts.1-5) - R.Kelly | ] |
Sorry I told you to call me and I couldn't talk.
I've been waiting for you to call me back for a while but now I'm going to sleep.
Dreamin of you... |
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| Isn't it hilarious how when you leave I never update? |
[Jul. 5th, 2005|01:42 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  ready. | ] |
| [ | On the 1's and 2's |
| | June (Instrumental) - RJD2 | ] |
bah. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. My inspiration left me.
You know that feeling when you get out of an airplane and walk out into an airport you've never been to? That wonderful fragrance that follows you to malls and hotels. I miss that.
Or what about when you come out of a twist in the road to see a landscape you've never seen before? I miss that, too.
Or what about when you finally reach your destination and you can see the skyline of the city over the hills right before twilight? You're not even there yet, but you can already feel the energy of the hustle and bustle of the city. I miss that most of all.
I need adventure.
I need to know that I have no idea whats gonna happen next.
I wanna go wherever the wind blows me.
And I want you to come, too.
But sometimes the world just seems too small.
And too big all at once. |
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| fresh for you |
[Jul. 1st, 2005|11:43 pm] |
Of all the things I would do only for you,
you test me with an update?
ha.
you know what I wanna say but the sappy police gave me a ticket yesterday. So I can't. Or maybe in a secret language.
9.11.15.23.5.25.15.21. |
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| Post, and good night |
[Jun. 30th, 2005|11:54 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| | Enterning Dream world | ] |
| [ | On the 1's and 2's |
| | some crazy german techno, tuesday night, to the club | ] |
"Keep you doped with religion,
and sex,
and TV,
And you think you're so clever,
and classless,
and free,
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see."
-John Lennon
I love you. |
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| I missed you too. |
[Jun. 29th, 2005|10:48 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  PACK UP YOUR SHIT LETS GO | ] |
| [ | On the 1's and 2's |
| | Higher Level - KRS-One | ] |
Yeah.
I got a job, it sucks.
I'm ready to go, you coming?
...yeah you...huh huh huh? are you?
fine, stay, whatever, I'm telling you there's much more to learn than at high school.
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| we've got arms, but won't reach for the skies... |
[Jun. 26th, 2005|11:49 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  I'll wait this storm out | ] |
| [ | On the 1's and 2's |
| | Bleeder - Alkaline Trio (haha) | ] |
STREETasmyCanvas: youre the soft lullaby in the back of my head when i can't go to sleep
STREETasmyCanvas: and youre my alarm clock in the morning
STREETasmyCanvas: and for that
STREETasmyCanvas: you deserve everything i can give you |
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| Rant at 1:30 in the AM |
[Jun. 25th, 2005|01:35 am] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  like you need to get 'em high | ] |
| [ | On the 1's and 2's |
| | fuck a beat, I'll kick it accapella | ] |
This shit is always fun.
Do you know what it feels like to be at a loss of words,
don't know what to say because you're too busy with hers,
too worried about what she's gonna do, think, or say,
but deep down she knows what you meant to say,
and you really wouldn't have it any other way,
cause, to you, shes like a needle in a stack of hay...
"If I fell off tomorrow would you still love me?
If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me?
If I got locked up and sentenced to a quarter century,
Could I count on you to be there to support me mentally?
If I went back to a hoopty from a Benz, would you poof and disappear like
some of my friends?
If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?
If it was time to put in work would you be down to ride?
I'd get out and peel a nigga cap and chill and drive
I'm asking questions to find out how you feel inside
If I ain't rap 'cause I flipped burgers at Burger King
would you be ashamed to tell your friends you feelin' me?
And in bed if I used to my tongue, would you like that?
If I wrote you a love letter would you write back?
Now we can have a lil' drink you know a nightcap
And we could go do what you like, I know you like that..." |
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| sum shit on my mind |
[Jun. 24th, 2005|07:19 pm] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  loved | ] |
| [ | On the 1's and 2's |
| | Panic - The Smiths | ] |
I'm sitting here listen to a whole bunch of old music I used to listen to. Just thought you should know that.
This is really funny I only decided to update because I thought I had a lot to say, but I can't remember any of it. For some reason distortion makes me want to break something...
I hate this phase. Between the kiss and whatever else is coming next. It's the most nerve racking. You have to keep it cool, even though you have emotions oozing out of every oriface of your body, and I do mean every one. I'm always wondering if you feel the same way I do, but you're really hard to read sometimes. But thats ok, thats what falling in love is, I guess.
Please don't overreact about that last sentence.
See the thing is when I say I have nothing to say, I really mean I have everything to say. But I just can't type everything I'm thinking so I leave it at that...
It's so weird listening to music you used to listen to, especially when you still like it, but it's just not you anymore. Do I even know who I am anymore? What I feel like I am and who I see in the mirror are completely different, although I like the way I dress, it confuses the hell out of people, and I love that shit. This entry is getting really bulky, I try to keep my thoughts minimalistic, impressionistic expressionism. If that made sense to you.
Interpol is still fucking great though.
What is creativity? Is it hiding your inspiration? Or is it subconsciouly regergitating your inspirations?
Well if thats true then we're all creative because of each other, and I like it that way. |
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| what an awesome few days |
[Jun. 24th, 2005|11:37 am] |
| [ | I feel |
| |  ...whoa. | ] |
| [ | On the 1's and 2's |
| | Colt 45 - Afroman | ] |
Wow. Need I say more?
STREETasmyCanvas: yo
UrbanGuerilla1: whats up
STREETasmyCanvas: nothing man
STREETasmyCanvas: chillin chillin
STREETasmyCanvas: you?
UrbanGuerilla1: im just sitting here relaxin
UrbanGuerilla1: maybe shoot some hoops
UrbanGuerilla1: when a couple of guys who were up to no good started making trouble in my neighborhood
UrbanGuerilla1: i got in one little fight
UrbanGuerilla1: and my mom got scared
UrbanGuerilla1: she said your moving with your auntie and your uncle to bel air
That's a convo I had with myself I thought I'd share.
Colt 45 and 2 Zig-Zags baby thats all we need.
And a note to those who stole my shit, my friends told me I was being taken advantage of, but your worth more than 5 bucks to me...but you are like the fucking Tyrone Biggins of weed.
"IS THIS THE 5 O'CLOCK FREE CRACK GIVE AWAY?!" - Tyrone
"See my life was kinda simple like Nicole and Paris,
'til I started makin money like I roll with Paris..."
"Katie got some big ass tit-tayssssssssssss" |
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