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ideclaremarvel · 5 years

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Open Mic

Steve Harrington x Reader

Introduction: Hello!!!! Is ya girl i haven't made a story in so long and i am just in love with Steve and billy from stranger things because who wouldn't ? and just everyone so i might make new stories of those characters. Olala but i'm not taking in any request! ): im sorry just have a busy life and I want to focus on one character at a time. Bare with me i'm rough it's been so long!!

Not sure how long the series will be put i want it to be long and cool haha. Everyone is alive bc i cant wait til season 4 !!! idk how i feel about it but here ya go this probably sucks sorry

warnings: drinking and drugs nothing too bad

Chapter 1:

Summary: After the events at Starcourt Mall, destroying the flayer monster and everyone still managed to come out alive, everyone who was everyone decided to go their own ways. The Byers family moved away along with El & Hopper. As a gift Hop fixed up his cabin for you to stay since it was somewhat destroyed by the Flyer monster. You work at a small bookstore in Starcourt Mall along with Nancy. town there's a small bar that you occasionally read your poetry to the drunken people, it was only for the weekend random people from the bar or around the neighborhood would read their poetry/stories, no one you knew went here.

“Hey Nac, is it alright with you if I head out now?”

looking down your watch it read 7:30 it was Friday and the mall closed at 9, you just want to get home have a shower possibly change clothes before heading down to Dragons Corner Bar. you found this bar when you were tripping on shrooms walking through some woods, thought you were walking in wonderland in the middle of October here a Hawkins. What's odd about the bar was it was hidden, the driveway is long and the parking was big enough to fit probably 100 cars but there's always people walking here. People who are not from your town. Every time you went you felt like you've entered dark ages of dragons, princesses, kings and queens, the entire bar was shaped as a castle.

“Yeah that's fine Y/N, go enjoy your night!” she said with a smile, she usually takes closing on Fridays and you'd take Saturday, as a win win, both satisfied.

As you were leaving the store looking around starcourt so many families laughing, kids running around at their playstation, mothers sitting all together chatting who knows what. A Lot of people from Hawkins high are always here but luckily for you, an exit next to your store. It was a blessing. Avoiding big crowds and possible interactions with people from school isn't what you want. You hated it. Weirdly enough your friends with Nancy who used to be popular, both of you guys are opposite personalities, you will like the odd one out considering you love rock/punk bands and wearing dark clothes, but you always made it look cute making some popular girls angry. You found it amusing.

Walking to your car wasn't much of a walk since they have a section for employees to park, another blessing this Mall has to offer. As you were unlocking your car, you heard the door the mall opened. You wiped your head around, only to find your favorite crush wearing his cute sailor uniform, ‘thank god i don't have a dress code’ you thought.

“Steve! Ahoy mate!!”

giving your best pirate voice and mimicking dancing around in excitement to seeing him, Steve on the other hand that it was bad and laughed.

You loved the way he laughed it was gentle and soft, not enough to roll your eyes but enough to keep making him laugh forever “Y/N enjoyed the attempt but that was bad!” Steve laughed clutching his stomach like he couldn't breathe

He was wiping away tears that went down from all the laughter” i must say cute little dance you did, ya missed me that much?” Steve said sending you a wink.

“are you done now? I tried okay don't give me your bs” you rolled your eyes trying to be sassy.

“Hey now i said it was cute” Steve said while taking off his shirt in front of you, not caring if anyone saw. You couldn't help but stare a little bit, he was fit, nice arms, toned, abs looked so nice you'd want to lick them. Snapping out of your trance of the boy, you went into your car, open the glove compartment to get a small bag containing rolled joints. picked one out throwing the bag onto your passenger seat, fumbling in your purse for a lighter. Groaning not having one on you.

“Need a light?” Steve said holding out his lighter already having the flame dancing for you

Leaning over to light the joint perfectly placed between your lips, inhaling and exhaling before handed it off to Steve, you always loved smoking with him. hell, he's the one that got you into it in the first place.

“Did you roll this?” Steve asked admiring the perfectly rolled joint like he's never seen one nicely rolled, twirling it around if with his fingers.

“Yeah, I usually like to roll a couple at a time and light one whenever” taking the joint from Steve, you briefly touch his hand, that alone gave you small butterflies, sending you shivers all throughout your body.

“How was work? It was pretty busy up at Scoops, god little kids are a bit annoying not knowing what flavor they want”

Steve said frustrated touching the back of his head “robin took care of most of them trying to get them to leave already” he said taking the joint from you inhaling, exhaling the smoke trying to make a ring. Failed but he tried.

“Work was okay, had a few customers come in to buy books, rearrange a small area in the back with Nancy. Were thinking about getting a rescue dog or cat to keep around the bookstore, so were making a little hang out area for people to read their books and have a nice time with animal”

you smiled at the thought of it coming together, you were more excited to adopting a kitty. Steve was looking at you smiling, admiring just how beautiful you are and sometimes he wonders if he should ask you out, he always had this crush on you but from all the rejections he's gotten asking you made him nervous.

He found it sexy just watching you hitting the joint, sometimes he wants to take your face in his hands and kiss you till your lips fall off but he couldn't he was too scared. He really wants to.

“Should get both? Don't you live at the cabin all alone? Get a cat for the bookstore since they are low maintenance and they can take care of themselves”

“I actually haven't thought of that, being alone in the cabin doesn't get lonely, im used to it, peaceful. Besides i asked Nancy to move in since she wants to be away from her house” you took a couple more hits off of the joint before burning it out. Looking towards the sky above trying to look at the stars but it was cloudy so nothing was out.

“I can take you to a shelter and help you pick a cat or dog, whichever you'd want” Steve said giving you a small grin like a little small boy, ugh you thought to yourself, sometimes you think he likes you but you're sure he flirts with every girl.

“Yes i would love that, maybe get food after? My treat” you said singly leaning over to him giving him the biggest smile ever

“Yeah we can eat burgers and milkshakes, how does that sound? I know a place we can go” Steve said while getting down off of your car hood, stretching showing a little of his abs. ‘Fuck’ you thought to yourself. ‘Why am I like this’ thinking this made you groan in annoyance hat Steve picked up

“ whats up Y/N ? watcha got going on tonight? Steve asking while fixing and trying to style his fluffy hair that you oh so loved.

“Gonna go home, refresh myself and then read a book, easy night for a long day” you lied to him, you didn't want no one knowing where your little secret bar was, you didn't want anyone to hear about your poetry.

Especially Steve, sometimes you write about your feelings about him but still you'd rather hide it and not have anyone know about it except well for Nancy she’d know about the crush you have for Steve for awhile now, she says it shows all over my face whenever he's around. Never got what she meant but never cared.

“Sounds relaxing to me, i'm going to meet Dustin and everyone for a drive a Quarry, ill see you around princess” Steve said while getting into his car, rolling down his window flashing you the prettiest smile “i hope you enjoy your night Y/N” waving to you while driving off.

“I wish you'd kiss me” you said out loud but no one but you heard that. Getting into your car you drove off.

Entering dragons corner everyone knew you, pretty much you will come here to escape being alone at home and nights when your thoughts got too much and a drink is what you need.

“Hey Y/N welcome back!”

Tom yelled from behind the corner waving at you.

“Hey Tom! Hows Betta?”

you smiled and waved taking a seat next to Lewis the other bar owner. Betta is tom's wife for over 40 years! You wish you find your soulmate and be together long, sounded cheesy but it's something you've always wanted. “Whats up girl” Lewis said going in for a fist bump.

“Betta doing good, she's been out of town visiting her mother and sisters” he said while mixing up your usual drink, dirty pina colada. not one for beer because of the taste and itll reminded you too much of your stupid father. “You miss her? Whens shes coming back?” you asked wondering when she’ll be back, she treated you like her own daughter after some poetry sessions you'd cry so badly in the bathroom, since you became a regular and pretty cool, they gave you a key for the back office that's so quiet and away from all the noise.

“She should be coming tomorrow, she's been gone for 3 weeks! Not having her around the bar have been so quiet” he said coming around the bar, taking a seat next to you.

“Here made your favorite, added a lil too much of alcohol but it should be okay” tom said giving you the drink with 3 cherries on top because he knows how much cherries are your favorite.

Taking a gulp from the drink you can slightly tell the more alcohol in this, burned your throat a bit but the chillness of the drink helped.

“The drink is wonderful and much needed” enjoying the drink while looking around its a full house, lots of people. Just thinking about being on the stage made you sick but thats why having one dirty pina colada was enough

“Open mic is gonna be starting soon, i think Lewis is getting the mic set up” he said standing up from his chair stretching and sighing

“It's been awhile since we got this much people, betta would be happy”

You had your journal with you with all of your notes of places, people you meet, drugs you've tried, and all the poetry you wrote. It's something you don't want to ever lose.

“Can I go first this time?” I asked nicely, giving him my biggest pout.

“Yeah i gotchu, want another drink? Virgin?” asked before wanting to add anything, he knew you drove here, doesn't want you to be impaired while driving, he cares about you too.

“Yeah, thanks I appreciate it” accepting the drink while Lewis stands on stage getting everyone's attention.

“Welcome welcome our insomniac and alcoholics…..

Earning a chuckled from the crowd.

Welcome to Dragons Corner, tonight we are hoisting our open mic and everyone who is everyone is able to come up here, thank you all for coming and enjoy your evening!!!’’ earning a loud cheer from everyone and having the small fainted of jazz music played, they like to keep it quiet when people are talking but not having any dead silence could get boring and make the readers nervous too.

“We'd like to start off with our favorite writers Y/N!!” Lewis said clapping towards my direction to motion me on the stage having everyone cheering for me made all my jumping nervous calm again.

“Hello everyone, im Y/N and i will be reading some sort of love poem for someone that i wish would notice me, alright here we go…

When i think of you i think of all the good things life has to offer

like coffee on an early morning

the first sight of the sunset or sunrise

Or when someone falls in love for the first time

The way you smile

The way you laugh

The way your hair is poofy and curly

Sharing smokes, secrets, food, love

I wonder what's it like to kiss you

To touch you

To feel you touch my skin

I wonder what's it like making love to you

My lips ache for yours

Please notice me

Notice me how birds notice a worm on the pavement

Notice me

I want to give you the world in this cold lonely world

Notice me………”

You finished and stepped off the staged, everyone snapping their fingers no one clapped during open mic it was just more quieter and better. “Who is this lover boy?hmmm” Lewis said walking down the bar and meeting your gaze

“This kid named Steve, i went to school with him. He was this big king of Hawkins high before Billy came into town and took that title. Steves sweet and nice. He's always looking out for me”

you said smiling just thinking of him made your stomach want to do flips, just something about im made you feel so alive, he’d always make sure you were okay.

“Does he feel the same?” asked while cleaning around being busy but still talking to you

“I'm not sure, well i don't know, i wish i knew..” just the thought of him liking someone else made you sick and sad. You just wanted to be his.

“You're too wonderful Y/N, i bet he does feel the same” giving you a pat on the shoulder and giving you a warm smile the one that says ‘you got this’

You let out the biggest sigh and decided to head out. “Alright Lewis, Tom i'll see you guys tomorrow night!” waving at both of them as you were leaving the magical castle. Stepping outside was a little more chiller than before but luckily you dressed warm. Turning on your car playing fleetwood mac.

Returning to your cabin, you've decorated it with tiny lights so when you've come home in the middle of the night you can see where you're going and not fall and hit yourself like last time before buying the lights, recalling the memory and the pain you just glad it wasn't anything major. Although the figure waiting on your porch was something you didn't expect.

“Steve?” you questioned the figure it was dark you couldn't tell who it was

“Hey Y/N..” he replied with a little sadness in his voice something you notice right away

“Lets go inside, got something on your mind?” asked curiosity hoping it wasn't anything but bad but just wanted a friend

“I thought you were here like you said earlier but no one answered so I waited, it was only an hour, i dropped Dustin off and i wanted to see you again..” he smiled towards your direction while being distracted with your living room and how nice it looks.

“It's so cozy here” he said eyes wandering around can't seem to be fixed on something

“I try to make it as cozy as possible since it's just me, i need my home relaxing environment. It helps alot” you said while disappearing into your room to change into pjs, you hadn't realized you forgot to put on pants because your tipsy mind forgot about Steve

“Cute butt” Steve said while checking out your ass, couldn't help himself but also want to embarrass you. Realizing this you ran to your room to grab a pair of shorts

“My bad, had small drink” your face redder than a tomato at this point. Steve on the other hand found it adorable you blushed really dark red

“Soo steve why are you here and no home?” completely forgot about why he was waiting for you

“Well i wanted to see a movie but not alone and so i thought of you, i have movies we could watch” steve taking out 2 movies from his jacket and handing it to you

“Halloween 2 and Alien, hmmm horror type? Lets watch alien i love Ripley” popped the movie in and went over to the couch where Steve started to get comfy

“Would you want to stay? It's late and I wouldn't want you to drive” you asked hopefully it'll be a yes since you could possibly ask to cuddle later on. You looked over to Steve lost in thought but snapped back to reality quickly when you asked him to stay

“If you don't mind, we can make pancakes tomorrow” he said with a soft smile

“Yeah i'd love that”

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akosigervicio · 3 years

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“Monay”

(Picture not mine. Credit to the rightful owner)

Hi, ako nga pala si Francis Just call me France for short. It was really a rough time for me lately knowing na yung partner ko pala is having an affair with my mortal enemy. the moment I decide to end my life at tumalon sa tulay, may isang pulubi ang humila sakin para iligtas ako. And that was Marco. Tinanong nya ako bakit ako umiiyak pero there is no voice coming out from my mouth and all i do is to sob to death. He Tap my back while saying “mahirap ang buhay pero di mo dapat itapon ang buhay mo ng basta basta, maswerte ka pa din na nabubuhay ka ng marangal”. that moment tumigil ang luha ko at narealize ko na tama nga sya na mas maswerte pa din ako compare sa kanya. I ask him bakit nya ako iniligtas and he just smile. Medyo natauhan ako sa sinabi nya at out nowhere bigla nya ako inabutan ng isang tinapay. “Gusto mo ba ng Monay?” yun ang sabi nya habang nakangiti sya.

Dumaan pa ang mga oras tsaka ko lang napansin na gumaan na ang pakiramdam ko habang kausap sya. Tinanong ko sya “San ka nakatira Marco?”. “dyan lang sa tabi tabi” sabi nya. Tinanong ko sya kung wala ba syang pamilya at tahimik lang sya na tumingin sakin. Hinila ko sya at sabay tumabok papunta sa kotse. Medyo parang naguguluhan sya pero sinabi ko sa kanya na “bat di ka na lang sumama sakin tutal mag isa lang din naman ako”. Sumagot sya sakin na “baka madumihan ko ang sasakyan mo?”. “Wala yun kumpara sa pagligtas mo sa buhay ko!” ang sagot ko naman.

Pagdating namin sa bahay nasa may gate ang bestfriend ko na si Diodelyn. “Oit Lyn anong ginagawa mo dito?” nagtataka ko na tanong sa kanya. Bigla nya ako niyakap habang umiiyak at sinabi nya sakin “B***h are you insane?, I am so worried about you! I’ve been calling you since I heard the news and you don’t even mind to pick up your phone!” niyakap ko din sya while crying and super sorry ako na pinagalala ko sya. at after namin magiyakan dalawa tsaka ko lang naalala si Marco na nasa likod namin.

Marco’s POV:

Sino kaya sya? ang ganda naman nya para syang Anghel na bumaba sa lupa 😍. kaso sigurado ako na di nya ako papansinin o baka mamaya sungitan lang din nya ako gaya ng ibang mayayaman na nakikita ko 🥺. Mukhang kailangan ko na sila iwan kasi di naman na ata ako kailangan ni france.

Mukhang papaalis na si Marco ng lumingon ako at naisipan na ipakilala sya kay Lyn. “oit Marco san ka pupunta? by the way sya nga pala si Lyn Bestfriend ko” sabay turo ko kay bessy. I think medyo nandidiri sa kanya si Lyn, ofcourse i know hate na hate nya yung mga pulubi. Medyo masama na din ang tingin sakin ni Lyn kaya inaya ko na silang dalawa papasok ng bahay.

Sinamahan ko si Marco papunta sa guest room at sinabi ko sa kanya na maligo muna sya sabay abot ng mga damit ko at towel sa kanya. “Pasensya kana kay Lyn di kasi sya sanay na may iba ako kasama bukod sa kanila ng Ex ko!”. “Bakit sila lang ba ang mga kaibigan mo?” ang sabi ni Marco. I just smiled sabay sabing “Pano maiwan muna kita dyan. mag luto lang ako ng foods para satin.”

Papunta pa lang ako kay Lyn sa may sala ng biglang nag Ring ang Doorbell. isip isip ko na sino kaya yun eh wala naman ako inaasahan na bisita. Pumunta ako sa may main door at nagulat ako. “Christine, anong ginagawa mo dito?”. “Tumawag kasi sakin kanina si Lyn and hinahanap ka since bigla ka na lang nawala sa office kaya naisipan ko na icheck ka sa bahay mo” sagot ni Christine. “ah yun ba? sige pasok ka muna” yun na lang ang nasabi ko kay Christine habang napapakamot sa ulo. Naisip ko na lang na grabe ko pala talaga pinagalala si Christine na pati Officemate ko kailangan pa nyang tawagan.

Christine’s POV

Buti na lang okay si France. Nagalala talaga ako ng tumawag sakin kanina si Lyn, eh hindi naman kami talaga ganun ka close kahit na classmate kami ng college. Ano ba kasi nangyari dito kay France at bigla na lang sya nawala sa office kanina after lunch. Naalala ko tuloy nung First day ko sa office at bigla nagaya ng diner out si boss. Nalasing talaga ako nung time na yun buti na lang nandun si France at inalalayan nya ako hanggang sa makauwi kami. Simula noon di na sya maalis sa isipan ko. Chivalry is not dead pag dating kay France.

Sinamahan ko si Christine papunta kay Lyn sa may sala. “girls maiwan ko muna kayo dyan mag luto lang ako ng makakainin natin”. Naalala ko na may Pizza dough pa nga pala ako sa ref kaya yung na lang ang iprepare ko para mas mabilis. Habang nasa oven pa yung pizza naisipan ko din na mag luto ng fries since nag ne Netflix naman sina Lyn at Christine.

Dinala ko na sa sala ang mga foods nang biglang lumabas sa guest room si Marco. Napatingin kaming lahat sa kanya kasi basa pa ang kanyang buhok at wala syang suot na shirt. “may ibang damit ka pa ba dyan France? masikip kasi yung nabigay mo sakin.” “ah ganun ba! teka lang hanapan kita ng mas malaking damit”. Sumunod sya sakin hanggang sa kwarto ko. Medyo nahiya nga ako kasi sobrang kalat dun.

Habang naghahanap ako ng damit na kasya sa kanya, di ko napansin na naglilinis na sya ng kalat sa kwarto ko. “ui hayaan mo na yan” sabi ko ng makita ko sya. “hindi okay lang! ako na bahala dito sa paglilinis ng kalat para naman kahit papano makabawi ako sa’yo sa pagapatuloy mo sakin dito sa bahay mo!” sagot ni Marco. Natawa na lang ako sabay sabi sa kanya na “mamaya ko na lang yan linisin. Kumain muna tayo for sure di ka naman nabusog dun sa isang monay na kinain natin kanina!” sabay hila sa kanya papunta kina Christine at Lyn.

After few hours nagdecide na sina Lyn at Christine na umuwi. “Bessy it’s already late. Pano mauna na kami ni Christine!” ang sabi ni Lyn. “Just take your Leave and ako na muna bahala sa office. So pano uwi na kami” sabi naman ni Christine. “Drive safe girls and thank you so much for both of you!” ang sabi ko habang inihahatid sila hanggang sa may gate na kasama si Marco.

Napansin ko na habang pinapanood namin na makaalis ang sasakyan nina Lyn eh parang may tinitingnan sa malayo si Marco. “Okay ka lang ba?”. “May napansin kasi ako na tao kanina ng dumating tayo parang nakatingin dito sa bahay mo at ng umalis sina Lyn eh tsaka lang din umalis yung tao na yun.” ang sabi ni Marco. “malay mo nagkataon lang din yun? tara pasok na tayo ng makapag pahinga na din.” sagot ko kay Marco na parang hindi naniniwala sa nakita nya.

Jem’s POV

ano kaya ang ginagawa ni Lyn sa bahay na yun? at bakit may isa pang babae na dumating after nila makapasok? mahigit tatlong oras na pero di pa rin sya umaalis. madalas naman pag pumupunta sya bahay na to eh di naman sya nagtatagal ng kalahating oras! Kailangan ko ng makakuha pa ng mas maraming ebidensya laban sa kanya. Teka mukhang pauwi na din sila sa wakas. S**t napansin yata ako nung bagong lalaki na kasama nila. Mukhang kailangan ko na din talaga umalis bago pa nila ako paghinalaan.

It’s been a month since dito na tumira sa bahay si Marco and mas naging magaan ang buhay ko since sobrang maasahan nya sa bahay and lagi ko sya nakakausap anytime na may problema ako. He even insist to do all the household choirs para daw makabayad man lang sya sakin sa pagpapatira ko sa kanya. At first I disagree since baka isipin nya na kaya ko sya pinatira dito sa bahay is para gawin sya na katulong but in fact na i want to repay him sa pagsagip nya sa buhay ko and helping me realize na it is nice to live. We even get closer as time pass by.

“Marco sama ka sakin mamaya punta tayo kina Lyn may Party sa kanila”. “Hindi naman ako mahilig sa mga ganyan party France, isa pa wala din naman ako isusuot. Panigurado susyalan na party yun!” sagot ni Marco. “ako na bahala sayo mamaya tsaka nandun din si Christine kaya for sure hindi ka naman ma out of Place dun.” sabi ko naman para mapilit sya. Actually hindi rin kasi ako party goer but since bestfriend ko nga si Lyn kaya i need to be there.

So bago kami pumunta kina Lyn, Dinaanan muna namin si Christine para sabay sabay na kami. And pag dating namin dun nakita ko kaagad si Ate Jenny. So nag Hi muna ako sa kanya bago ko hanapin si Lyn. Actually okay naman kami ni ate Jenny although hindi nga sila magkasundo ni Lyn since opposite yung attitude nila. “Hey France, how you doin?” sabi ni ate Jenny sakin sabay beso. “kelan ka po dumating from state Ate Jenny?” bati ko naman sa kanya. “Actually kahapon lang since nabalitaan ko na may kagagahan na naman na ginawa yang si Lyn!” medyo naiinis na sabi ni ate Jenny. “ah yung nahuli po ba sya dahil sa drag racing?” sagot ko naman. “Exactly! and she even don’t know how to fix her own mess. one time hahayaan ko na lang sya makulong ng matuto naman sya! i don’t know nga kung paano mo natatagalan yang kapatid ko na yan!” sabi pa ni ate Lyn. So since ayoko mag meddle sa kanilang dalawa kaya smile na lang ang sinagot ko kay ate Lyn. Buti na lang dumating kung neighbor nila na si Ate Ley kaya nakatakas ako kay ate Jenny.

Ley’s POV

Sino naman kaya yung mga kasama ni France? I bet mga trouble maker din yan katulad ni Lyn. sakto andun si jenny makalapit nga sa kanila at baka may masagap pa ako na chikka. For sure di naman to uuwi sa pinas kung walang trouble na ginawa yung magaling nya na kapatid.

Jenny’s POV

hayy andito na naman si Ley, ang lakas talaga ng radar ng babae na to. i bet may isusumbong na naman yan tungkol sa magaling ko na kapatid. anyway atlist may cctv ako dito kay Lyn pag nasa states ako.

I admit na medyo nagenjoy ako sa party at di ko napansin na nawawala na pala sa tabi ko si marco. And nakita ko na lang sya na may kausap na babae na waitress. They seem close kasi nagtatawanan pa sila habang naguusap. So i decided na lapitan sila and to check kung anong meron.

Apples POV

Si marco ba yun? anong ginagawa nya sa sosyal na party katulad nito? medyo matagal ko na din sya di napapansin sa lugar namin kala ko kung ano na nangyari sa kanya tapos dito ko lang pala sya makikita sa party na organized ng boss ko. Namiss ko na asarahin tong g**o na to. Lapitan ko kaya sya kunyari tas bangain para ma check kung sya nga talaga yun.

Marco’s POV

Abnormal talaga tong si Apple. Kailangan pa talaga ako banggain para mapansin ko sya. Buti na lang di nadumihan yung damit na pinahiram ni France. Yari sana ako kung nagkataon mamahalin pa naman mga gamit nya. Siguro naman okay lang na makipag kwentuhan muna ako sa kanya sandali kasi namiss ko din ‘tong bully na to. At isa pa busy naman sina France, Lyn at Christine sa mga classmates nila nung college.

“Hey Marco, kanina pa kita hinahanap!” sabi ko sa kanya. “oit France pasensya kana nakita ko kasi yung kaibigan ko dun sa lugar namin. By the way si Apple nga pala. Tas Apple si France nga pala sya yung kinukwento ko na tumulong sakin na Friend ni Lyn yung may paparty dito.” sagot sa akin ni Marco. Ngumiti ako sa kanya at nag Hi kay Apple. “Ay sir pasensya na po, hindi ko naman po sinasadya na makipag kwentuhan ng matagal sa mokong na to! Balik na po ako sa pag seserve.” sabi naman ni Apple. “ Ah no worries, I just never imagine na may makikita si Marco dito sa party na kakilala nya. And it’s good to see na tumawa sya habang may kausap. normally kasi seryoso sya pag kami lang magkasama!” sabi ko naman. “Oy hindi totoo yan ah, masyado ka lang lagi madaming ginagawa kaya ayoko na istorbohin ka” sagot naman ni Marco. “teka, magjowa po ba kayo?” sabay tawa na tanong ni Apple. Medyo nagblush ako and honestly di ko alam isasagot ko kaya nag smile na lang ako sa kanya. “Hindi ah! nakikitira lang ako sa bahay nya since alam mo naman na wala na ako matutuluyan and simula nun naging close na kami. Diba France?” mabilis na sagot ni Marco! Medyo parang may kirot sa dibdib ko nung marinig ko na sinabi ni yun Marco. So i just smiled at them. At para maitago ko na medyo na hurt ako sa sinabi nya eh nag decide na lang ako bumalik kina Christine at Lyn. “So pano maiwan ko muna kayo dyan. And Marco remember naka duty sya so iwasan nyo na lang na mapaglitan sya ng boss nya.

Marco’s POV

Okay lang kaya si France? may nasabi ba ako na hindi maganda? bigla kasi nagbago yung mood nya. Anyway baka naman pagod lang sya kasi dami din lumalapit sa kanya kanina para kamustahin sya. Siguro sobrang sikat nya nung estudyante pa sya. Siguro sa bahay ko na lang sya kausapin mamaya. Enjoyin ko muna yung oras kasama si Apple kasi panigurado matagal na naman kami magkikita after nito.

Medyo late na din natapos yung party and sobrang na drained ako, isa pa ang sakit na ng mga paa ko. Pagdating namin nito sa bahay for sure knock out na naman ako. Mukhang napagod din si marco kasi nakatulog na sya sa byahe pa lang namin pauwi. Di ko mapigilan na panoorin sya habang natutulog kasi para syang anghel. i don’t know pero lately pag nakikita ko sya eh ang bilis ng heartbeat ko. Although Alam ko naman na hindi ganun yung nararamdaman nya sakin. Ayoko naman umamin sa kanya kasi baka mailang sya sakin. Siguro okay lang na ganito muna kami sa isa’t isa.

Marco’s POV

Kanina ko pa napapansin na lingon ng lingon sakin si France. kahit nakapikit ako ramdam ko na parang may gumugulo sa kanya. Ayoko naman mag tanong sa kanya kasi sa pagkakakilala ko sa kanya mag kwekwento naman sya or sasabihin naman nya sakin kung may problema ba sya or may ayaw sya na nagawa ko. Isa pa baka bad mood pa din sya sakin gawa ng bigla ako nawala sa party kanina tas nakita nyo ako kasama si Apple. Magpapanggap na lang siguro ako na tulog since hindi ko din alam ang sasabihin ko sa kanya. Mas Okay na siguro yung ganito muna.

“Marco, nandito na tayo sa bahay” sabay tapik ko sa kanya. “Una na ako sa loob ng bahay ilock mo na lang yung pinto pagkapasok mo!” sabi ko kay Marco habang nagmamadali papasok sa kwarto ko. Di na ako lumingon sa kanya kasi baka lalo pa ako maguluhan siguro palipasin ko muna yung mga araw at baka mawala din yung nararamdaman ko sa kanya ngayon.

Marco’s POV

Oww S*** mukhang galit nga sya sakin. Bakit sya nagmamadali papasok sa kwarto nya di man lang nya ako tiningnan habang kinakausap nya. Ano ba nagawa ko na mali sa kanya? pano ako makakabawi kung ano man yun nagawa ko na mali? Ayoko na sumama yung loob nya kasi sobrang laki na ng naitulong nya sakin.

Ang bigat ng ulo ko and almost noon time na din pala. Ayoko ko pa sana lumabas ng kwarto kasi for sure makikita ko si Marco. Isa pa gusto ko pa sana matulog kaso nagugutom na talaga ako. Normally kasi di naman ako nagbebreakfast but i don’t know why pero kanina pa ako may naamoy na mabango kaya nagutom tuloy ako. Let’s act normal na lng siguro sa harap nya.

So lumabas na nga ako ng kwarto para kumain. “Good Morning, ready na yung breakfast mo” ang bati sakin ni Marco. “Actually Brunch na nga eh” pangaasara ko pa sa kanya. Medyo nacurious ako kung bat nagluto sya ngayon ng breakfast. Normally naman bumibili lang sya ng Monay at nag priprito ng itlog at hotdog for breakfast. “So anong meron?” tanong ko sa kanya na may halong pagtataka kasi di ko pa alam yung niluto nya. “may Brewed Coffee, French Toast, cheese, Bacon, Pan Cake na may Butter at Honey” sagot nya sakin. Wow favorite ko lahat yun pero pano nya nalaman yun?. “wait ang ano sabi mo? seryoso ba yan?” pabigla ko na sagot sa kanya. “Oo” sabi ni Marco habang nakaturo sa lamesa. “Wow, Thank you so much Marco. Pano mo nalaman na favorite ko lahat ng to?” nakangiti na sabi ko sa kanya. “Actually tinanong ko talaga si Lyn kung ano yung mga gusto mo. Kain kana bago pa lumamig” sagot ni Marco na para bang nahihiya.

Marco’s POV

Buti na lang nagustuhan nya yung niluto ko. Tagal ko din hinanap yung recipe nun online kasi di naman ako familiar dun. isa pa di ko din alam kung tama ba yung lasa. Inaasahan ko na magkwekwento sya kung bat sya nagiba ang mood kagabi, pero mukhang Okay na naman kami kaya mabuti pa siguro na wag na lang magtanong total normal na naman ulit ang lahat. At isa pa nakangiti na sya habang kinakain yung mga pinagpuyatan ko. 😊

Lumipas ang mga araw at naging okay na naman kaming dalawa. Yun nga lang biglang dumating sa bahay si Lyn at sinabi na baka pwedeng dito din muna sya sa bahay tumira since ayaw nya nga makita yung ate Jenny nya. Normal naman na sakin yung scenario na ganito pero dalawa lang yung kwarto ko dito sa bahay at tatlo na kami. So tinanong ko si Marco kung pede dun lang din muna sya sa room ko matulog tas si Lyn yung gagamit ng Guest room. Okay lang naman sa kanya pero awkward sakin. Alam nya kasi kung ano ako and isa pa ayoko na maconfused na naman.

ilang araw pa ang dumaan at mukhang nagiging close na si Lyn at si Marco. Minsan nga parang wala ako sa tabi nila kung magusap silang dalawa. Nagkakasundo na sila sa mga Movies and Series na pinapanood nila. Anyway di ko naman sila masisisi kasi sila yung naiiwan sa bahay if ever kailangan ko pumasok sa office. Si Lyn naman kasi is Freelance so mas madalas nasa bahay lang din sya.

Dumating nga yung araw na kinatatakutan ko. habang nakahiga kami ni Marco. Bigla nya nasabi sakin na may gusto na daw sya kay Lyn. Masaya nya nakwento kung ano yung nagustuhan nya ka Lyn. Habang nakatalikod ako sa kanya di ko mapigilan na tumulo ang luha ko kasi alam ko sa sarili ko na mahal ko na sya. Pero mahal ko din si Lyn kasi bestfriend ko sya at nakita ko na masaya din sya na kasama si Marco. Nagpanggap ako na tulog na ng tinawag ni Marco ang pangalan ko para tanungin yung opinion ko. Ayoko na marinig nya yung boses ko na umiiyak. That moment tumahimik na din sya at bago sya matulog inayos pa nya yung kumot. Ramdam ko na hinaplos pa nya yung buhok ko tsaka sinabi na “Good night France.

Pagising ko wala na si Marco. Mukhang nag jogging na naman sila ni Lyn. Buti na lang at wala sila atleast di nila makikita yung namamaga ko na mata. So I need to leave bago pa sila bumalik para di nila ako makita.

Marco’s POV

chance ko na para umamin kay Lyn. Sapalagay ko naman eh parehas kami ng nararamdaman.

That day umamin na nga si Marco kay Lyn tungkol sa nararamdaman nya habang nagjojogging sila. Hindi alam nila Marco at Lyn ang panganib na nagaabang sa kanila.

Lyn’s POV

What will I do? Purely friendship lang talaga yung nararamdaman ko kay Marco at isa pa I’m in a complicated relationship and with all the secrets that i have kahit si France walang alam dun. And knowing France alam ko na gusto nya din si Marco.

Jem’s POV

I think this is the time para mahuli na namin si Lyn. Malaking sindikato ang kinasangkutan nya at sapat na ang mga ebidensya natin. Matagal na din natin sila minaman manan. Sakto na dito pa talaga sila park nag jogging at nandito na din ang buong team ko. Kaya chance na namin to.

While i was driving to work napansin ko na parang ang bilis ng takbo ni Marco and Lyn. And i noticed na parang may humahabol sa kanila. Later i know nakapag Uturn na ako aiming to help both of them. I Drive fast and and open my car door instanly saying “Hop on” and when they finally get in I hit the gas pedal as hard as i can. All in my head right know is to drive fast in order to out run those thugs chasings them. I have no time to ask them what happen. We need to survive this first. I don’t know kung san kami pupunta or hanggang gaano kalayo yung kailangan ko na idrive.

After we lost them tsaka ko lang sila natanong. “what the hell is happening?”. “I’m in a big trouble right now” sabi ni Lyn. “Tanda mo ba yung sinabi ko sayo na parang may kahinahinala na tao sa labas ng bahay mo nung una mo ako na dinala dun? Parang sila yung humahabol samin!” sagot naman ni Marco. “Lyn, spit it out!” medyo galit at clueless ko na sabi sa kanya. “France, alam ko na magagalit ka pero please help me first” nagmamakaawa nya na sabi sakin. “Is this about your newly addiction sa drag racing?” tanong ko kay Lyn. “Honestly France, lahat ng ito is nagsimula dun!” simula ng kwento nya habang umiiyak. “Lets Drive first sa Rest house nila mama sa Naic, wala nakakaalam nun at i think safe naman tayo dun for now. Once we get there kailangan mo ikwento sakin lahat ng details as in lahat”. yun na lang ang nasabi ko kay Lyn sa sobrang inis ko sa kanya!

tanghali na kami nakarating sa rest house. I told them na pumasok muna at need ko pa kausapin ung care taker. After ko makausap yung care taker ay dumiretso na ako sa sala at nakita ko na patuloy pa din sa pag iyak si Lyn at si Marco naman ay pilit sya na pinapatahan. “So what now? pede mo na ba ikwento sakin lahat ng nangyari?” sabi ko kay Lyn after ko umupo sa tabi nila. Medyo tumigil sa pagiyak saglit si Lyn at sinabi nya na “alam ko na sasabihin mo na naman na ang t***a t***a ko and i admit it”. I tend to listen in every words she says. Gusto ko sya saktan ng oras na yun pero di ko magawa. Nalaman ko na dahil sa drag racing nainvolve sya sa isang drug lord. what’s worse is medyo naadik na din sya sa ilegal pills. At based sa kabya eh mahal na mahal daw nya yung g**o na yun. i know na parang iniwan ko sya sa ere that time and I can’t blame her kasi yun yung oras na lagi na kami nagaaway ng Ex ko and after naman nun is nakilala ko si Marco kaya feeling ko napabayaan ko din sya noong time na yun. I know na narinig lahat yun ni marco kahit medyo malayo sya samin at alam ko na nasasaktan sya kasi every time na lumilingon ako sa kanya eh parang nagpupunas sya ng mata nya. Niyakap ko si Lyn hanggang sa makatulog sya. I promised her na di ko sasabihin lahat ng to kay Ate Jenny. But I have no choice, alam ko na si Ate Jenny lang ang makakatulong samin sa sobrang dami nya na connections. We don’t usually fight pero when times comes di pa rin namin maiwan ang isat isa.

habang tulog si Lyn iniwan ko muna sya sa sala para kausapin si Marco. Nasa may swing sya sa may garden. Tinabihan ko sya para mag smoke and pabiro ko sya na inalok ng yosi,although alam ko naman na di sya nagyoyosi. Nagulat na lang ako at kumuha sya at biglang nagsimula na magyosi. “Hey, I know how i feels!” sabi ko kay Marco. “ No, wala kang alam! ngayon lang ako nagkagusto ng ganito.” malungkot nya na sagot sakin. “Believe me, i know better than you do”. “di ka pa din ba nakakamove on sa EX mo? akala ko ba okay kana? alam mo naman na pwede mo ako kausapin anytime di ba?” nagulat ako sa sinabi na yun ni Marco at out of nowhere di ko napigilan yung sarili ko na umamin sa kanya “OO, sapalagay ko mahal na kita, at nasaktan ako sa mga nakwento mo sakin kagabi about sa feelings mo kay Lyn!” nagulat din ako sa nasabi ko na yun kay Marco kaya bago ko pa marinig ang sagot nya minabuti ko na lang tumakbo papasok ng bahay. Pagkasara ko ng pinto gusto ko na lang lumubog sa lupa sa sobrang hiya. At ng tiningnan ko sya, sa palagay ko ay nabigla din sya dahil di man lang sya gumalaw sa kinauupuan nya. So i decided na pumunta sa kwarto at magpahinga na lang din muna. Siguro di ko lang kinakaya yung mga nangyayari ngayon kaya pati ako nawawalan ng self control.

Di ko namalayan na gumabi na pla. Lumabas ako ng kwarto para sana i check sila. Sakto at gising na si Lyn. Si Marco naman mukhang naghahanda na para mag dinner. Napansin ko na umuulan sa labas. nasabi ko na lang sa isip ko na “ano ba naman yan patu yung langit nakikiramay sa lungkot namin lahat”. “Kain na tayo, nakaluto na ako!” sabi ni Marco na parang walang nangyari. Paupo pa lang sana ako ng dining table ng dumating yung care taker namin. “Sir France, Sir France may mga Pulis po sa labas hinahanap po si Ms. Lyn!” naghahabol hininga na sabi ng caretaker. nagulat kaming lahat at Hindi alam ang gagawin. Bago pa ako ako makapagisip ay nahila na ako ni Marco at Lyn palabas ng back door. Tumakbo kami sa malawak ng bukid ng may narinig kami na “TIGIL, WALANG GAGALAW KUNG HINDI MAGPAPAPUTOK KAMI!”. Patuloy pa din sa pag takbo si Lyn kasunod ako at si Marco. Nang bigla na lang kami may narinig na isang malakas na putok. Biglang umakbay sakin si Marco at parehas kami na natumba samantalang si Lyn ay patuloy pa rin sa pagtakbo.

Nang mga oras na yun dun ko na lang nakita na may tama na pala ng baril si Marco. Sa sobrang gulat ko, di ko alam ang gagawin kaya napaiyak na lang ako. “Marco. wag mo akong iiwan” sabi ko sa kanya habang umiiyak. Ngumiti sakin si Marco at sinabi na “Nasaktan ka ba?” umiling lang ako habang patuloy na umaagos ang luha sa mga mata ko. may pilit sya na kinuha sa bulsa nya at inabot sakin na papel “wag ka umiyak, mas gusto kita na nakikitang nakangiti!”. Sa mga oras na yun nakalapit na samin ang mga pulis ang hinila nila ako papalayo kay Marco upang posasan. Samantalang ang ibang pulis naman ay patuloy ang paghabol kay Lyn.

Hindi ko akalain na yun na pala ang huling salita na maririnig ko kay Marco. Di na sya umabot ng dinala sya sa ospital ayon sa mga pulis. Si Lyn naman nagawan ng paraan ni ate Jenny na di sya makulong. Isang Linggo na din ng mawala si Marco at buong week lang ako nagkulong sa kwarto. That day nagind suicidal na naman ako. Habang naghahanap ako ng cutter sa drawer ay may nakita ako na papel na may bahid ng dugo. Naalala ko na ito pala yung papel na binigay ni Marco bago sya mawala.

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Dear Francis,

Alam ko yung pakiramdam na lihim ka nagmamahal sa isang tao. Gusto ko sana na malaman mo na mahal na mahal din kita. Siguro nagandahan lang ako kay Lyn kaya nasabi ko sayo na gusto ko sya. Nung umamin ka sakin kanina hindi ko alam kung bakit pero natuwa ako. Hindi ako nakapagreact agad sayo kasi narealize ko din nung oras na yun kung ano yung tunay na nararamdaman ko sayo. Di mo lang alam kung gaano ako kasaya ng mga oras na yun. Medyo corny pero alam mo ba ayaw ko na nakikita ka na malungkot kasi nalulungkot din ako. Gusto ko na kasama ka palagi. At di ko kaya na nagagalit ka o di mo ako pinapansin. Habang sinusulat ko to ay niluluto ko na ang paborito mo na ulam. Masaya ako na makita ka na ngumingiti habang kumakain.

Nung araw na nagkakilala tayo, aaminin ko sayo na ung monay lang talaga yung pagkain ko nung araw na yun. Ewan ko ba pero naisip ko nung mga oras na yun na baka nagugutom ka lang kaya mo naisipan tumalon. Natawa pa ako nun kasi nakangiti ka na nun habang kinakain mo yung monay.

Nahihiya ako sayo ang totoo lang kasi late ko na narealize yung nararamdaman ko sayo. Gusto ko malaman mo na gusto kita protektahan buong buhay ko. Gusto ko makita ka lagi na masaya. At gusto ko na mabuhay ka pa ng matagal. Lagi mo tandaan na nandito ako sa tabi mo ano mang oras.

Di ko man masabi sayo ng harapan kaya ipaparamdam ko na lang sayo kung gaano kita kamahal. Alagaan mo ang sarili mo kasi sobra akong malulungkot pag may di magandang nangyari sayo.

Love,

Marco

P.S.

Thank you kasi nakilala kita. Thank you kasi naranasan ko na magkaron ng pamilya at higit sa lahat isang tao na sobrang nagmamahal sakin at pinapahalagahan ako. Lagi mo tandaan na Mahal na mahal kita. 😘

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After that day i decided to live well para kay Marco. And isang araw may kumatok na pulis at sinabi nya sakin na bago mawalan ng hininga si marco eh nakiusap sya sa mga pulis na kung pede idonate yung mata nya at yung puso nya if ever man may mangyari sa kanya. At luckily naidonate daw ito sa iisang tao. Bago pa umalis yung pulis nasabi nya sakin na hindi daw ako sinasadya paputukan ng pulis na kasamahan nya nagkataon din daw na nakita ni Marco ang akma na magpapaputok ang kasamahan ng pulis, kaya iniharang nya ang katawan nya para maprotektahan ako. That time tumulo bigla ang luha ko at nasabi ko na lang sa sarili ko na “I wish na sana sa future makita ko ulit kahit ang mga mata lang nya para masabi na sobra akong thankful at dumating sya sa buhay ko at salamat sa lagi nya na pagliligtas sakin!”

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To Prioritize Needy News

1. Purple Hibiscus 2. Counterfeit 3. Trust everyone 4. Delusional ( Like you haven't) 5. Product 6. Jordan 7. None of your business 8. Double standards 9. Commercialized, failed experiments 10. Ten steps 11. Paranoia, is love stronger than death? 12. Swim with the fishes ( God said) 13. Savage patch kids

Purple Hibiscus

What do you like about me? I like your eyes, your smile, they warm my heart late at night when we make unrequited love in the pillow sheets What do you like about me? I like your humor, charm, and the way you talk to people every time you communicate it's like I'm watching a superhero Psychedelic mushrooms have taken over us, it's overtime and it's nice out so it's best you leave Ever since I dipped in purple I've been feeling a little ill, ever since you've left my life I've been leaving a little trail of my tears and I hope no one notices Before the sunset I'll take what's left of me and drag myself to the nearest bar, I got no care but I've walked a million miles before What's a girl like, I wouldn't know I've just met a bunch of bitches. My bad, too bad, all the good ones have flown away from me, I've color coordinated my thoughts with chocolate dip I'm sorry Madre I've inspired a bitch to fuck sideways I'm sorry Padre that's not what you would've taught me, I know The rumors aren't real, you look cute but you keep leaving me in the blue, that's why I have to cut you out I hate to go zero but it's a lockdown. Itself on top of ourselves that's one to many light to go out Purple ruined me that's why it's demotivated me in my own shop, Finance Fuck hatred I'm high for beauty that's why I'm making art for people who can't stand the sight of me, a member of some weird society where they can't keep there goddamn mouths shut The flowers are blooming in the sky, trust me I would know I've been there, I've done that, it's a pretty sight when you're trying to take a vacation away from the monsters that creep up to fuck with you These walls cramp me up that's why I'm scared, I tried to call for help but I don't expect anyone to answer it's best they get moving cause they don't want me, clearly I can see that At my worst I called for a friend, and I got more than a friend, I got everything I've ever needed and he was here all along that was God Formed a relationship with the man that's our business, he gave me everything I needed that's why I killed myself off in Finance until the album came out, it's genius I drank Lemonade and ate some chicken that's all I've ever wanted, someone with pure skin to pass me an opportunity I love you for that, I love you for giving me the chance to hold your hand to guide me through some teen process that only Brittney Cherry could handle Brittney Cherry good luck in college, and Gianna too. I've always thought you were the last two with class in class Goodbye ladies I know you'll have a holy future, my friend told me that you would and I trust his guidance Even when the paint dries I hope my friends will still be there for me. Love is love and loving can be difficult when one's sand sinks to the bottom of the seashore I swear to god I can't change, but love me just the same and I'll love you right back More Pina Coolata's for the girl she might need some, shielding others for my conscience that's what I'll teach my daughter If Finance is the devil, then I have to be the angel cause everyone is the opposite My only opponent is the homophobes who want to be mean to the heart of America, go fuck yourselves I am what I need to be to strive of excellence, and everything I do is excellent that's why I have to try to eliminate the forefront of the wall that's making me suffer lightly with a spatula of butter Dipping in purple may look nice, but it has its cliches even the Bible I was handed said so. Something doesn't seem right but I tried it anyways, and I had to murder Ryan Lapierre because of it. Goddamn these condos and conversations that I can't be a part of cause all these worshippers of the bad things shun me Shut the fuck up I can hear you I'm right here standing behind your back. I never thought you would spurt those words but you did it anyways. That's why I'm angered, frustrated, and a little bit confused Confusing how the friends you used to have, go behind you and say some shit when you did nothing wrong. Backlash for no reason baby that's a holiday. Sober gone wrong, now I gotta go back I'm a Christian now, better not crash If I had to rewrite the pages I'd erase most of the characters, America calls them the villains, I just call them garbage that belong in a disposal Laura won't you marry me, in this black Bugatti Too early I thought so homie This hibiscus is making me laugh in circles, on repeat, and even cry sometimes in my sheets that I used to make love in with my ex girlfriend prison convict soon to be Soonest flight to hell would help, holy shit these people can't spell, I can't stand these bitches. Take a hike and never come back that's the motto for the better hit it If I'm so good in purple then kiss me minutes into sun If there's real out there show me something before it has to rain If I'm the right fit, why are you trying to leave me and Vin Can there be light, I think I've found some, it's with God and his soul Fuck Eddy and his team Don't be scared I just kill you Knowing upon knowing updates of everything going on, I'm feeling like an online textbook full of knowledge. Thank my friend God that he made me a democrat cause fuck these conservatives thinking that black people are the problem of America. Every time a remark pops up my face turns blue and I punch a wall Megyn Kelly let's fuck Isabella don't duck Dip in purple I must Dip in purple I did Turn the lid upside down Soon to be spouse on the way Spent a dollar on some jewelry That's why my sister doing that And I'm about to kill the enemies Here we go don't blink cause you'll miss something 3 2 1 Die

Counterfeit

Holy balls all you motherfuckers get a look at this, I just robbed a store and the police are out to get me. Do you have the audacity to fuck with a God like me, I don't think so, after all I'm a grinder with the characteristics of a figure skater, skating a figure eight without two eyeballs, but one eye looking at his momma analyzing her facial expressions, to the judge the situation of her divorce with the alcoholic father Catch me if you can I'm a bandit on the loose, if you blink once all you bitches gonna miss me make the biggest move of my life. Wait until May 8th that's when I'll really go crazy. Counterfeit banquet hanging on a mouse. Mousetraps across the border, they're coming after me but I'm dodging bullets like the Matrix Keegan Shea can't come close to what I got, and that's a fact all the morally right people know that. I'll take a cherry blossom before the game and fuck my life by making these fucking operations that's a crime in its own self. Sophia Avril I'm sorry for Operation cherry blossom, that's when I was on the vodka Made a pretzel video I'd rather be playing the pretzel game with Alyvia Say your last goodbye before I'm cuffed up winking at my girlfriend Flavor your menu before I have to do this for my momma, my sister, and my fans I got an army that's ready to demolish the lobby, and the swamp full of dirty fucking douche bags who thrive off ignorance, ignoring the fact that there's women around. How can one be a Russell Sanborn when all he does is get rejected on a daily basis, basically what I'm trying to say is he doesn't give up, but based off of the new haircut it looks like he has A lovely day outside to bump into someone on purpose and pinpoint a pressure joint on a girl yelling my name in a moaning motion, that's what the fuck I live for at this point. Research your details before you make a dry remark about what I do, what I do is what I need to do that's why all the bitches call me baby All the Avril's like my style, businesses like the pills I give them even if they get drowsy during the meetings. Shut the fuck up this mediation ain't a joke, I was at a rough spot stop making up stories. I'm not the bad guy, but you a bad girl, Crystal Bowersox fuck something up so we can hit the water spout Counterfeiting a counterfeit that's my charge, don't bartend it cause I'll be back bare nude calling my baby baby, and my lady my girlfriend Jake Ford, can't you go to Singapore, get some better ear piercings they really make me wanna hurl. The reconciliation of a process that's meant for one not all, makes me wanna go to get a car to catch some snakes and kill them off Don't you understand that the cops are after me, it's a common thing cause I'm scamming those bitches off. Shit I'm an official bad boy, is that what God made me, or did he make me to hate people like you. I'll counterfeit what I see especially if I see some uncalled for touching going on between the two of you. Operation Bigfoot I'm so sorry for nothing I don't regret it, note to self don't date a blonde. I'll date a brunette so she can give me that cool sex. Sexual tension between me and the girl and it's getting to firm so that's why the white cops are after me Counterfeit it Counterfeit it Counterfeit it Comeback to life, that's what my future wife is telling me her name is Mercedes I'm just kidding don't shoot me, stop taking everything so seriously you're being so naive go swim a lap and drown to death. Batshit crazy in the bathroom they can't find me here, hereby stating that my eyes are locked in on you and I'm about to snap into a billion pieces cause all the things you say make me wanna grab you by the eyes, and use them for dinner and the jungle Jungle feathered heads making friends with dicks, suck my dick I won't be humble about it, it makes me sick. Makeup all over the couch, the mascara rubbed off, after the offensive drinking that took part at Worcester Technical High School. Skin the bottle, spin the bottle, tell a tall tale about you have no talent, that Alyvia Hagearty won't you be my friend, there shouldn't be in end because I love you so much, I'll pay millions to buy you another tye dye shirt just to see you sneeze on it Counterfeiting a caper the real caper is all these relationships that just form into dead fish at a butcher shop Who's Grayson, Grayson I love you man let me buy you a drink and I'll take a shot after every dirty look you give me in the cafeteria. After then I would die from alcohol poisoning. Power to Pasquale cause she's counterfeiting Erick's heart, like Gigi did to mine. I got God on my side, but even if I didn't I would get a fucking massage and think about all the numbers that Vinny and I lost just to step forward in an operation. If this was the Office and I was Michael Scott, Pam Beesley is right next to me flip flopping like a Budapest making pancake plays on a magazine wall slurping Kool Aid on Wall Street that's why she's a motherfucking wolf, don't vote for Trump. Bitch they're after me, no one can save me on this one this is one where you might just shove a onesie up an ass, and a blue pill in my mouth. Zoom zoom zoom I'm a zombie biting the necks off my enemies. I offered to help but Paul you're making it worse. Paul, Keegan, Roose, Eddy, even the repetitive chubby Edison. These are the men that are in the dungeon. I came to feed but I can't feed all these people humor when they find humor in Hitler Swastikas and racist remarks. Fuck we're counterfeited Counterfeit my feet for money It's a myth don't play with my heart Little silly goose you fucked with the wrong guy I may not be important to you But I can ruin a life in two seconds

Trust everyone

Why does hell have to doubt me, don't they know it Man oh man do they have to know it Damnation can't be real I know, I know, I know May I have a minute with you, I'll make it quick cause I gotta give all my sins to the bank cause it's donation season All the times I've made mistakes I've met my doom it tastes like fucking ivory Socially I'm a butterfly ready to bloom and roll big for the homies, the ones that spend dollars on pop rings If emotional barriers hold people back can emotions be economically stable to be sensitive on a bank account, does it matter? Momma said to your lifestyle the way you want, just don't smoke weed in your future apartment, or anywhere for that matter Anything for the woman that raised me. She, sissy, and Vinny are the only ones I can trust, but somehow I end up making the mistake of trusting everyone Each time someone takes a shot at my heart I'm depressed and imagine me drinking again, I hate it but my biggest problem is getting sucked by the magnet that people hold up onto my body Trust everyone that's a flaw even if it sounds like paradise it's the worst possible encounter to experience. Exiling a match full of women at the party in my twenties in my class there's a real beauty. I'll stroke her like a jellyfish and snuggle her like the twelfth commandment that I switched up as a law that you can tell a secret without getting shot, and wear a hoodie without the bad man fucking you up You are complicated but some how your complexity rouses me. Even when everyone has left you dazzle me, don't take too many shots at the party you're my blonde mermaid. Meet a man who gonna give you something like your father did. I put to much faith in my economics and my freedom of ownership Don't you dare give a talk to a bitch when I didn't give permission Don't go out to tell you friends just so you can Smoke in Fresno later with a freshman Trusting everyone that even talks to me, better write a note that later on we'll become the best of enemies. Fuck all this shit in the parking lot, I'll just past the resort and jam some Advil in my system and call it a night. Putting everything into someone just to get intolerance, you know why I killed myself in Finance it's cause I got my heart broken again it's no mystery History repeats itself when people get released from their disc to determinate dangerous demonstrations like a dictionary with different colors that's different from the ones they came in with I hope once I grow up to become a botanist, they write my name down in pen and rubber stamp it cause I'll roll out knowing I fucked up to trust these four fucks who ain't funny no more Edison I'll cancel your storyline, it's giving me problems, it's getting repetitive the repetition isn't even humorous it's cancerous. Brain damage on the way your shtick is the definition of a short circuit Jazz is my favorite line of art, but they finesse me and I can't get out. Emilee Algieri I promise I'm the one to trust. When the gig is over, maybe we'll connect in a way that others can't. Idiocy is a running theme, so within myself I must start the conversation I guess that isn't too much for someone with iron balls of steel. Excuse me Emilee but I see you walking by, and you look awfully nice, maybe we can walk around just to watch the stars and eat some rice. Beauty is upon you I can see it from a mile away, it's like I'm looking at Cleopatra but you are so alive. Pick up lines are for pussies that's just me being modest. Trusting people who trusted demons who can't be trusted throughout time isn't the best thing, but the bad thing is I do it more than I start an engine sobbing. My queen is queer she's a beauty god, a disco devil almost like D'anglo. Baby when I grow older and my walls have been fixed by whoever wants to fix them, we'll go golden that'll be on my younger tongue 24/7 It's hard sitting next to the same old people, getting no credit for trying to spice the whole thing up, they're sour Sour skittles try to make a move with me and maybe we'll be in the same bed sleeping together. McCluskey remember me, if you don't that's cool too, you'll be getting to know me in the summer. Whichever pill you take that's fine by me but you're alliance could be in shambles Better off dead the fat man said, with scissors I can trim your face off and watch you die in the Sahara Gianna Sasso taking names I'm liking what I see. Alana Trotto that can't be my motto I'm learning not to trust her or her feelings Trust everyone no more I promise, I'm a better man, I'm the best man at the wedding, I'm little God I got a metal that says so. Hope is alive I see it clearly, I can feel the finish line even if I put to much of my stock in people that wanna use me. I'm pissed off my heart still can't pick up the damn pieces All I want is a buddy who doesn't want to fucking kill me Vinny Sasso, Lucas, Eh Koh Loh let's gamble some shit on the poker table Phonies across the area, people can't be so dumb it's called life Don't get so dramatic Jessica that's melodrama at its finest The melody I play is love someone in the first three seconds When it takes them three months to open up I'm not about that shit anymore Trust everyone that's for pussies I'll give you all a lesson about life God unchained me to my father I miss him so much I used to go to therapy Even when someone says they're with you that's bad rhetoric remember they're lying Juvenile twats in court that's what it comes to, or a break up text saying I'm a tool I've heard all the things I've needed to hear Abner Cruz you're a crusader But my ass need to a day breaker to break Jordan and Ryan up Can't you see you can't trust me and we've established that especially Emma Thuot But hey I can't trust all these so called allies either cause they'll snipe me using Nothing but there stone cold eyes that never liked the sight of me Who can I trust, I used to trust everyone until now I trust no one and nothing not even my own mind. She called me sugar daddy, and sent me nudes dude what the fuck that's disgusting, but give me them digits you know because of my depression

Delusional ( Like you haven't)

I think it's about that time to come back alive and make a comeback for the homies I love you God, I love my friends and to myself I'm the king pin of this bitch Take your passports out. 30 day Europe trip awaits us pack your bags we're going now Bitch I'm gonna be the King of London fuck it Ireland all the ladies are gonna love me Cause I chug like there's no tomorrow and side effects are false advertising Board the plane, the day is waiting, first class for me and Vinny coach for the ladies I'll be drinking champagne with a cherry on the top, on the rocks, flirting with the flight attendant cause I'm a pimp about to proudly produce some chemistry I may be delusional and a little bit crazy but I sure do now how do dance so take the blindfold off and fuck a foxtrot and share a tango with the king It's like you haven't seen someone who has a personality before, I promise you mama the personality is down under he's a fucking animal, and a fan of the nudity he breaks walls to be with all these pretty ladies it's delusion Now we're here in Europe I'm about to take my fine ass into the party that's delusion, but if kind of sounds delicious. Death do us part until one passes out wasted underwater in a hot tub, like you haven't done that on a daily basis. I take my three friends Livy, Julie, Vinny into this party seeing freckled friends from all across the country smoking illegal shit with no one to stop them. I see one pretty lady with long red hair and I take her hand to go upstairs in the lobby where it's empty and the light switch doesn't work that's how you know this will work Julia's with three fat Yonkers that our light years way ahead of themselves they are teaching her how to handle stress cause they've been through it all. Giving her advice about what's wrong and right, remember combining spam captions isn't something just to block him Alyvia is dancing with three delusional women they are French I can tell by the birthmarks on their necks. One of them is Lea, one of them is Adele, and the other is Amy. Amy and Adele are making out this is fire oh my God. Like you haven't seen love before that's a lasting impression on an impact tattoo that Vinny's getting on his forearm, pull the fire alarm we got a bad motherfucker at this party I'll tell you what's delusional all this delivery that has to deliberate into a fallen deal because of tax emotions and evasion. Bad motherfuckers find it easy to kick the can when she's making out with Brittney Cherry. I call up the homie Christian invite him to this party too, if this party gets a little foolish then he'll ask for nudes that's some bad taboo, he gets nervous really quickly, so let's invite Gianni so she can flirt with him for free Delusion in Europe that's what's going on, fucking pretty women in my long form 2. Seconds of fun, but hours of silence besides the occasional surprise that my lady wants to share. I take my friends to this nice party in Europe, but once the shit hits the fan that's when we shift back to normal Morality is key when you kill someone on a high streak, I'm a steamer I've steamed many times banging tables like I'm on this tank. I think she's delusional that's why she's singing in my shower, I think she's delusional cause these jockey douche bags are taking control of her mind. I knew she didn't have a brain but she got issues, I want to help her but at the same time I wanna see her crash and burn. I can see the rain when you cry, when I cry it thunders that's just a Tuesday that's why my God knows Tossing and turning the next move that's delusion, that's paranoia paralyzingly paralyzing the pop sound that beat boxes in my head like twenty thousand lions roaring. If we're at this party and we're heavy drinking like we're in heaven, then how about we wear our tuxedos we look fresh in them regardless of our color. Sometimes I fantasize about us shaking hands at a Shibuya festival, that's how much I'm delusional, like I haven't popped a pill since the year my gramma died. All the bitches that give nerds like Sachin anxiety ask me where does your delusion come from, and I say it comes from Thing one and thing two and throw Patricia in there too. My days are twenty four hours and I consume my insecurities onto ounce trays but don't forget Trayvon I'll never forget I love you man Superb squab on the table which fucking pansy gonna grab a knife and cut into the blood. Humus, humor, hummers, I'll give you my life if you can fix my delusion. Abortion cuffing into clinic law that's why I hate Clint Brooks I'll block that bitch faster than I scream at my television saying Hillary won, wishing one last farewell to my friends before my favorite comes and I forget about them go fuck them. Funding with feuds that I like to take part of, it makes my noggin go into a frenzy and my light switch colors on the second. I am delusional, I will stay up to very hours to make myself happy getting high on marijuana pretending my stuffed teddy bear is a woman that I can get down with sandy hook jokes aren't funny you anti feminist orangutan, just because I said something you said doesn't mean you have to say what I said was invalid cause the things I say you treat my adjectives like an adjacent back rub abusing my proprieties and priories cause what you say isn't what I say cause I say shit that you say differently than what she says cause he says what I say contracting to the fucking crap she says to appeal to what he says to see what she says saying what he said to say what she said ending what he said and I'm the he, fuck you bitches I hate your hips, go suck my dick

Product

Contributing money to the foundation of my financial career, with all the money spent I'll take Karate lessons with leftovers, every time Ebony opens her mouth I go through internal therapeutic sessions The reputation I've built for this empire is unquestionable so don't undermine me cause I'm riding on top of the planet with the girlfriend that I'm hiding and no one knows about If I'm some kind of product how come I don't have a price on me, they can't take my pride away, this fake shit on the car that you sold before the par that you stroked that's partnership, I'm anonymous another fake day with fake friends doing random shit that children shouldn't watch This concept a product has semi tan complexion with bipolar colors that's personally disturbing, don't have fun without me I know you can't anyways cause whatever I am labeled as is good enough for someone with a stroke of beauty I don't create the blood, but the pills are being crated now, nowhere can you find them cause they're hidden in a sacred place that you're not allowed in I've been through a whole lot in these sixteen years of breathing air, both mentally and physically with the press of a button I could just explode into millions of pieces, a millimeter of what I do is to impress, I just dress to win over the trend that's why I gotta diamond watch that's too big for my scrawny arm Scratch the cassette that may be the right thing to do, mistakes are a virtue but when you get called names that's when you want to fuck a bitch up Washington when can you surrender, at what point to you get attention for being criminals I am minimally sure that's they're miming me, and watching me, they treat me like a product when I'm just a human being Temptation is a nightmare on an anniversary celebrating a couple who fights all night and day, and wants counseling. Think about what's best for you, even when I'm on the street I help a homeless man out cause I believe in him Powder blue skies that's what I have to compromise pretentious people for, product that isn't me cause I'm pretty clean Rave to the fear, that's light they think I'm something that I'm not, forgot what they said I don't give a fuck just don't identify me as such You and me tonight let's make it happen, don't worry I'm not a wound up doll, if anything I'm a Jack in the box cause I'm so imaginative. Imagine a world where guessing games was the main goal for Gucci sandals and sunshine for a silver friendship. The glory days is when we didn't fight and I wasn't labeled as a product, looking at future houses and a fucking bicycle that we can ride all the way to Shibuya If we just got along alone in a house with not a soul there, then maybe we can laugh like when I used to post YouTube videos for you My knees are numb from all of the pain that didn't feel real until now, if I see you on my feed I'll break down into tears cause I miss your pretty smile There was a sparkle and now the only sparkle I see is in the sky, beating me up for a pair of sunglasses and socks A hooker and a eight ball in my lucid dream, but maybe the dream was with you I forgot how to imagine a motherfucker man without frolicking in the sand, Oh my god I am a product aren't I Underserving acclimate for the worst of the day that's why we give out accolades. I tried my thing with Alyssa Accord but she blocked me the next day. Friendzoned like a fuck that's five fingers chopped up, and ten lines crossed out in my hand An elegant garnish could've saved the time I spent grieving I'm a nocturnal animal Nocturne like a love bicycle that's a bypassing byproduct for bystanders forming claymation cause they can't get a piece of picture pussy themselves Now I'm forced to practice like a product that's foreign to some producers of self communication and dehumanization it dehydrates me to death to think about those people in decades to come Just to rewind to the remembrance of Eleni that Greek chick that I used to have a crush on, oh my Ryan Lapierre your lady picking is similar to a homophone with disaster tendencies to disable a teleporting line with telekinetic tendencies to financially fuck someone with money in their pockets, that may not be my morals but that's the way that I draw feel free to vomit in my coloring book, after all if I'm just some company than you can't compact a product that hasn't even hit puberty yet, that's just puppetry In Tunis lied cause I'm institutionalized for my bare knowledge that I display on a day to day basis. Going larger is a vibe that's why my vibration is a lie, just look at my relationships which tend to rather die Being labeled with a sticker like I'm the United Kingdom, I'm supposed to be the king of you how dare you switch sides and ride with douche bags with dildos Illegally this is taking me to a place of mind to start a stab show with a butter knife, and ketchup for dramatics. Honey don't forget your perfume that Chanel works for me and others even though I'm more of a rendezvous guy, God hodgepodges my 2017 by giving me another set of testicles, at my own testimony I hope Asiah shows up she's the only one that doesn't tissue the shovel when the struggle is on high alert in the prison that we call a job Loved as fuck but damaged as such don't do what you need to know that's my job. My confidence oiled onto a stretcher crippled like a wounded soldier luckily I saved it, cause what I gotta do to get revenge for the homies that sadly had to die is sabotage to enemy and use power to my advantage Bitch they say I'm such a product, but I'm a productive prodigy. It's proficient to profile a motherfucker with the chemical balance to backtrack a bassoon like O.J Simpson. If I'm being compared to the Matrix than how can all of this be real, instead of myself being the problem, maybe it's the skinny dipping skull bitches that caress the drama first and I'm okay with the that, because if I go out looking good, that's good enough for me, cause I got what I needed and the need has salvaged me into optimized strategy

Jordan Warner

I'm getting tempted by these jockey fucks, smelly fucks with body odor they don't use old spice, my old grandpa who I hate because he's old smells better than these buffalos. I don't care though I'm in love, I'm in love with these assholes cause that's my drift, my end game is to break a heart cause I got nothing better to do, and I'm straight up clueless Motherfucker what you doing asking me out on 9/11, bitch who do you think I am, I'm Jordan Warner not your whore from pre school, I use boys to get attention cause I'm petty and pretentious. I won't love you, I'll only pretend cause I like Chris Sweeney that's my babe. I'm not just some wannabe Wannasee trash chick from the valley, I'm a freshman with some spice that I got from the garden alley. In my garage I have my cleats I'll spike a motherfucker who wants to call me Cherry Blossom They say I belong in a mental asylum no I don't I'm just American. Shabalaga we're best friends but best friends don't fuck that's why I gotta fuck with Sweeney. All we do is just argue like we're smoking shit, what am I supposed to do just sit and kiss you. Every time we lock lips I projectile vomit all over my grandma cause she's old Fuck old people they look so gross, fuck everyone besides the ten boyfriends I have they all cool besides Ryan Shliapa. You look like a llama you act like a lady cause you're so fucking sensitive I have everything a lady wants I'm hot, I got the body, and I don't rot like a lamb getting catabolized for food experimentation. Don't you dare to try to fuck with me Shliapa you are never going to see what's down under, even though you've tried I've declined that's a no go bitch Bitch I stare at Ryan Lapierre because he looks at me like I'm some kind of psycho witch. Who's this Ryan Lapierre he's a real fucking douche he can go and suck my dick. Sweeney won't you beat his meet Okay that's enough agent red I've caught on don't think I haven't seen you. My mental capacity is strong and if I have to break out my habit of strategy I will. Instagram eight at night I'll text my motherfucking brother Ryan saying watch the fuck out, you're getting cheated on like a snake on the human scar. Bitch what the fuck is going on, every time I see you you're on another guy's lap. Being caressed by football players without a brain cell, when he's not looking you go tongue to tongue with Dylyn. Am I just seeing things, or do I see a motherfucking phony. I will wipe up the blood on the floor, shit is on the wall, and these walls create a monster. If you wanna end this shit show how bout you break up with him, his breath is being wasted by a red goldfish loving nightmare. Jordan Warner I admit you got the looks, but the only thing that's on the inside is black and we all know that. Three alter egos in this fucking song. Jordan Warner, Ryan Lappy, and here comes Dennis Jordan Warner won't you love me, I just want to feel you all the time. I miss the times that we used to cry over The notebook that was the shit in 2004. Once you and Ryan end your thing maybe we can fully comprehend and complete a figure fuck in a final mental showdown with a moth I got a thing for red heads, Alexis was before, and you are the present. You might be the president of passive aggressive nobodies but let's agree to love one another without going to the next person to fuck their slimy ass. Don't assault a bond that we painted on the first day of dating, Jordan Warner I know you're daring, but you're dating me and it should be for good, don't be a fool and send nudes to people that you're not supposed to. I want the password, to see your history with certain people, I got my knowledge from a blonde who got her knowledge from a thot. You might not be aware but I know much about you, just wait until the summer once we're talking you're probably going to fall in love with me too. After all you have thing for Ryan's. If you want to date Mr. Anxiety than how come you're not dating Erick. He's the clingy time that can give you free sex all the time. All my friends say that red head is something else, that something else is you fucking nobodies for lunch money Warner I warned you to backtrack those broken thoughts because I see so much potential, but when push comes to shove we'll all be throwing a pity party towards your name. Ready for the summer I know you are Mrs. Warner. I'll help you sort your shit out so you can be a loner. You can have me I'm single and I like Pringles, oh wait I'm sorry I'm taken to Alyvia I'm kidding that didn't work out. I got my eyes on you at your lunch table. Vinny and I are pulling some true detective shit we catch things that even your fuckboy can't catch. They call me the king because I can find the cracks in a relationship. And I've found the crack it's you Jordan Warner. Plumbing isn't your job, I want you to be in finance so you can tickle my inner mechanics to have the motivation to punch someone out that's playing cards with the devil. I love you Jordan Warner but stop cheating and stay loyal cause to wrong to play origami with five people at once. The points I'm trying to make are valid so just follow along with me someone who thinks you're a model in a construction class with a couple smelly fucks who can't spell for their goddamn lives. The language I speak is fluent fact that's why you gotta stop squatting on your two things at once yoga mat and take a lap to realize the rat that you've become. Jordan Warner you should be an organ donor so you can donate something for once in your life just stop sitting there and watching. Unless you make a change, you must be stopped by me and my members. How are you gonna tell your kids that Chris Sweeney is their daddy because mommy made bad life decisions. I've only had one special honey and her name was Isabella and once I realized she was the fuckin devil I had to let her go. But if you want what you please I ask you Jordan Warner to go ahead, but remember to feed dinner you must be remembered as God's creation, and I can count my fingers to ten but if the clock turns to twelve clockwise and you haven't changed, tech will turn to hell, and hell will be upon you Goodbye Shaps, hello Lappy Goodbye Sweeney, hello Ryan Goodbye dye, hello natural I'm the gucci bitch don't mess with me or my handbag, I'm a little tipsy but I'll tiptoe to get some more whiskey. And fuck him before my daddy come home to see me ripped

None of your business

Damn personal space means nothing to people no more, I'm not one to call someone out like a picky person but pick up your garbage when maiden mothers try to motorboat your lips without lipstick and a flick of shine Cannonball in the crystal clear water, clearly the wagers aren't so private when Captain Obvious crushes on some angel from Amsterdam that's you Sophia None of your business what my work is, what matters is that my mental health is cleansed before the big game with these sick motherfucking children who act like I'm some mass murderer murdering the force God why did you leave me with some anomalies I can't unbox, it's unbreakable because unblocking me is clearly something that they don't tend to think about Even whenever I'm minding my business, there always seems to be someone bitching about how I'm something that they don't want to be, I say fuck them and continue to make alliances with people that care about my feelings, and love me Attention ladies I'm not scared of your threats, they make me laugh cause it's pathetic how one can stoop so low to never talk to me again. How about you get your emotions checked out so you don't make a mistake and make out with waysides riding the dicks off other junkies Our whole friendship is a subliminal message, this is supposed to be a community I suppose we don't all have to support each other but when one is sipping the juice of the devil than I have to duck None of your business what I'm doing on my Periscope. People punctuate without any preconditions on their plate and quite frankly I'm sick of it. Disappointed in glitter that Amanda Gocklin isn't mine, but minerals can't adapt without a leader and these dry rocks pathetically ham in terrible insults to make me start something so they can victimize my decisions. Oh God they're demons, kill them with a stroke of your arrow, and sacrifice the heroes in sight for the villains that don't shed light None of your goddamn business who the fuck I talk to, let me do my thing. Stop acting like my mother when you can't even raise your attitude to be mature enough for a group chat. Changes I need changes to be a man that has rational cumquat potencies. Drink a magic potion, so that you faint when your ass deflates in defense to the bullshit. The cabinet is full of cabinetry that's not what I sign up for I sign up for the memories, the good times with people that experiment with exotic flavors. Instead I'm only seeing the cast of an extra excoriated exorcist go fuck them all with my themes and my animals Watch your mouth, I consider myself to be a charade of Christ because of my fatherly hula hooping to the people that need a brother. Circling around the dining room just to touch a beauty and her crown, drowning my sorrow with the duchess to clutch my used to be crush with a white Ferrari and a diamond ring with flawless diameter. The streets are filled of contemporary women who push me aside even when I'm productions fresh strawberries, goddamn watch your goddaughter her and the car are about to collide, fuck that it's none of your business what kind of color I dip in cause I'm out chasing the seventh severance package that owed me a dollar for lollipops Tried to fuck Lindsey now I'm biking to try and find myself love again, it's none of your business that I'm nonexistent dying my hair for the extended warranty of a bad boy Julia Pasquale watch it don't make threats when you can't dish the heat, I'll dance in the night to ice pick the homie to my right who's up my ass about God knows what, I just tell her to dig in thinking I'm driving insane on the far line of immaculate bulldozing. I won't pick apart your shit, if you dip into the good side and stop fucking around with my heart, none of your business to tell me the to do list when mist is in the skyline, and soloist is the next step in my nest Hotel up there, excellent excerpt you taught me to butterfly, to swim good from theories looming I NASCAR has a special piece of my heart, none of your business how these colors interact in my interstate At the strip club with all these people on my lap, but all I think is how I get back at the assholes, do I slash their neck with red, or kill them with the blue If your business was my own, then I would take ownership of heatstroke me and Heather would die The feather flew down from the sky, I'm about to say some shit that will go over your head, and the only business that this pertains is mine and a select few Tell me the fewest crescents to go over the moon without coming back as a wolf, clawing cans backstage I wish I had my camera to document this Stapleton. Love is like a box of chocolates, but I swear to god the shallow people purr like Luther studying damnation, I am shaking but fuck you if you think you're so proud of yourself, you are wrong because your eyes are red from all the crying that the fathers brought Hey I've been looking for a good one for my whole life, when I reside and resign from Earth I hope I've already found the second piece of the Lapierre show None of your damn business can you please leave bitch, Karma sutra that's aura. Angling the way sliding out there water bottles, I will fucking kill you, and fuck your before the moon comes back, and the background gets reversed by my backhand strutting in the bathroom. Newscasters America is a duck, and my classmates suck, but my business can be defined by the way I come about. If one hundred fifty wasn't enough then I'll go to a bridge concert to concede my cool to sell you out

Double standards

My homie got beat to death cause he dated another man. He came out of his shell to date him, he felt so brave, I was a proud brother the little homie identified himself as what he was I love that kid. We go to Shannon's party for a few cocktails and I witness my homie mingling with another man so I go over, cause I gotta see the rundown of what's going on. A couple hours later my homie is making out with the man, I'm stunned in glory proud that my shy friend can adapt into a tank that's some real talk. Perfume hits the air as the scent of pine scenes trees in springs, there's no tornado outdoors cause this is a party full of outsiders, this is their time, it's timeless love, way to go homie you got yourself a boyfriend. Don't let nobody tell you nothing. A few days later I call my boy up he's still with the man that he fucked at the party, he finally felt like he was loved, his parents gave him no attention, getting spanked by dad 24/7 he didn't live that good life. So he rolled some blunts with the man as they locked eyes and started kissing nightly. I walk on by to the house I smell marijuana it's a little bit crazy, but they're madly in love and I'm happy for my friend as he was knocking on heaven's door days ago. I invite the two of them to my place for a couples banquet for some shrimp and pasta, they say fuck it yes let's go tonight. So they put their matching tuxedos on and their colored bow ties with Chanel, and pack a couple wine bottles cause they know me well. The wind is harrowing, above looks sad, but that's just the casual rain. I invite the homie Donald I've known him since pre education, and he's a people person he can bond with the best of them, he's so great. So I get the crackers ready and the champagne popping, this is what you call a fucking party. Donald arrives with his golden necklace, his goddamn grills, and his girlfriend Selena. She speaks fluent French and that's how I like my hookers sister he knows what my heart craves. Selena's knee snapped on her way to the bathroom, before the party started and she started crying like a wounded gazelle, Donald goes to help her when I hear the doorbell ring. It's Jarome and Jared my two friends, my great amigos. Matching tuxedos, with a man bun eighties style looking like studs. So all the guests have arrived and I'm about to introduce one to the other cause I'm such an important host. Donald gets up off the ground with his French princess and gives a dirty look when he sees Jarome and Jared holding hands. Jarome is all in he reaches out his hand and Donald slaps it looking angry, we were scared I never saw him this upset before. Donald starts yelling saying what the fuck are these faggots doing they should go to hell. I punch Donald in the face saying get the fuck out of my house you inconsiderate illiterate don't use that word that's offensive, where are your fucking morals. Donald doesn't care he takes me to the ground, grabs Jarome by the neck and takes his belt out while I'm unconscious. Frenchie and Jared are trying to hold him back but Donald is so buff that they're no match. Punches are being flown, and tears are being shed. Jarome's face is purple as a grape, as he falls to the floor, and he's pronounced dead. It's 2017 what the fuck are you all doing, let people be happy and live their life the way they want to. I don't care if you're gay that's fine by me, it's not a choice if someone tells you that say shut the fuck up you don't know nothing about LGBTQ. All you conservatives, and bible pushers wake the hell up we're in a new generation. Where relationships can be formed by people with the same sex. If God could change the Bible he'd let gay people be, I know God is up there shaking his head at the Texans. If me and you have to fight the system then we should do it. The system don't give a fuck about orientation, minorities, or transgenders they just talk about deporting, and discriminating against all of them every day. I'm a straight man in High School and I got more common sense than you baboons. The only gross thing I see is a republican going on about gun control like an insane dumbass. This world was made by immigrants, be thankful for your local Muslim who you're probably not paying a dime. It's 2017 we should all get along, and accept one other's lifestyle. Donald Trump ain't doing shit so how about we control the country in our way, where everyone gets paid the same, and equal rights are the name of the game. Trayvon Martin got shot for wearing a hoodie, Oscar Grant got shot by the police for simply being black. You know how much suicide is going on cause you bullies encourage hatred across the nation. If I have to be the preacher that has to unite the country than I will in 2040. I will be there for you, even if everyone has left, and you don't have a home let me be in your heart as I will care about you. To all the gay people out there that feel like they can't fit in I'm here for you, I'll help you out I promise you. We may not have a leader who gives one damn about you, but we can raise the rainbow flag and wave it high cause you shouldn't feel shame in who you are. You are loved by many, and these communities inspire me every day, the light will come to you, and you should never feel shut out

Commercialized, failed experiments

Did you experimentation work the way you wanted, do you commercialize your options just to fit in, inside do you have the heart to fertilize the scent of a rose? These walls can talk they come to life at night, I took a shot in the dark to try to fix the broken machinery but a man can't stand uncompressed memories, that will put me in memorial service. How about we get some Vodka just to ease the insanity of the inside of our insurance. You help the homeless out, while I slap my homies in the stomach. It's a golden shower filled with desperation and droplets of teardrops that would make a grown man cry. Operation Bigfoot was an experiment, and it expired rather quickly. I may be no Bradley but I got better abs just ask Isabella. Sunshine in heaven that creates diffusion between my different quotations that's subliminal for some reason, easy there you were being used, you were born to be a user. Useless to think of some clever username just to make you reek of depression. If there was white behind me and if I had to speech a couple lines I would put on this act that's not part of the contract that I signed as little baby. Controversy is my middle name put that on my Mimosa and my peppermints. The sound of one's engine energizes me to experiment on people with thyroid problems, and kidney failure. The daily routine is to act funny to save a life, I do that for a lifetime don't you think there's something behind the lottery, if you do you won the million dollars. Baking heartbreak like that Crystal shit cause she knows what I have been through, commercialized attention whore, just to gore a fitness package full of illegal pills. Red or blue I'll let you choose, just so when you pick wrong I'll be the one to leave the casket open. Molly aren't you jolly laughing with me at the attractive blondie, that's going on a vegan diet, failed experiment she gave up to eat that Chicken liver in two minutes time I saw that. Five hours a day for nothing, treating it like I'm working a job to fight the fury of our future nation enemies. The day before the election that's when I called up my army to fuck the fun to ruin shit that would never be. With Pasquale we then killed something that didn't need a stab. Might as well unlock the injection code to inject, cause I was fired from what I loved, we sat there silent thinking is it over for us. Now the bitch that freed my self doubt about getting out there wants a job at Burger King flipping fake patties just to get some money for the restraining order against her boy toy Dan. The story was her breath smelled like Mocha Latte Chocolata at Coachella, cause she was drunk on caffeine that wasn't me, she chose the red. If life is an experiment than all these failed experiments are created by exodus experts who flush the blood down the toilet on a monthly basis. I don't smoke that weed no more, it's better if I try to be independent cause I was identified as a motherfucker before. To take my anger out I might have to sell out my closest allies even though they did nothing wrong, commercializing my life story as a soon to be teen mom cause my gateway is straight into my own territory, shoving intelligence out the window to interest my mental issues so I can see the things that I'm not supposed to see. Eyes glimmering maybe it's just the fertilizer that I sprayed onto my new red Bugatti, on the carpet I rolled with my homies like a dog, but I'm prepared to brawl about some random shit to get people to hate me, even if I'm not getting paid, it's better to stand up for what you believe in cause I'm in a temple of love. I'll say I'm more friendly, but it's okay my judgement is clearly flawed. It's my turn to talk, I promised that I would try to help, but how can I help a broken branch when she's clearly impossible to work with, the impression you set within my ecosystem is a high intolerant crybaby you need a fucking binky cause quite frankly I'm sick of your official shit. Fuck we experimented way too hard and now together we must witness what we created, when is summertime so I can drink and dance just to text a stranger to phone fuck at twelve AM. If America was watching anyone with some common knowledge that doesn't work in congress, would sort out the heroes and the villains quite simply. Accusation every day, all I wanna do is flush someone out with a flashlight and duck tape, Loving cringe it's turning into a permanent disease for me, maybe I'll just paint my whole body with tattoos saying lick me cause that's what I get off at. If someone could see the real something they'd turn into a raven and fly south forever, this thing is going downhill that's why I'm bringing out the pills, cause every time I talk what I get is attitude, fuck attractive people. Guidance Councilors and countless guilty people in our circle, peer pressuring pear heads to headshot the many mistakes they make on their headset equipment, the IQ of Finance is equivalent to a Chipmunk, but at least Chipmunks can keep their mouth shut. Even when I'm trying to help a fellow upset man out, I get pathetic friends from the girl before her sweet 16th birthday, let me do my work or else I'll go on your account and disable it. Don't think I'm soft the only thing that's soft is the way Jahmiah talks to us, God bless her. Commercializing this television program with unsettling behavior, but fuck with me and I'll turn you into a commercial that no one watches. A part of me wishes I was in Convo cause I've come to the conclusion that making this collusion constructed destruction in my mental health. A failed experiment is an effort you make to try something that is unlimitedly armed with the love from the up above, but when your experiment inherits the injection of rage in your blood, maybe you should excuse yourself and stop trying to make it work, when the makeup has run dry.

Ten steps

Ten steps to glory, that's a thousand trophies to the house of Tori's Bow down to the bobber with some money for some common ladies Me I'm pulling a Lazarus, saving up gasoline for the trip to China Use to be a quad but I'm feeling a strong trio, with homie and the queen Don't hate me, hate how the game is played it's checkered seven Several thousand people have havens about amnesia but I'm ten steps to living I'll down a million mountainside mints at your show, and sugar high myself to entertain I'll take a rain check on the shower, I must continue to fuck with Jamie Raising expectations, them motherfuckers creeping on to attack me But I've stacked some spaces between the wall to talk about our song It's wrong to miscommunicate that's why we can't go on that date Rate you out of one hundred girl you're a sold eleven, cavities from caviar And desperate for attention so I go on Skout to find a skinny later with some paper I ran out of tears when I was ten years old, nowadays you can find me hungover I'm the best of my generation, making bets on what colored underwear you're wearing in the bedroom, coming up from the soil in the renaissance to fool a face off for no more than two cents a fucker. All these fun fucks fucking my formation, that's my favorite heartstrings to play when you're heartsick from these heartbreaking unbound academic caterpillar sketches. Ten steps before I dunk myself onto the winning throne, where I'll throw a bone to the babies cause they seem to be getting incurable rabies, accumulate a calculation where the bitch never wins, and wishes come to function to find my buried treasure in a punching match that I won. Seven inch inactive, how the ladies gonna see that I must report it to the firefighters so they can fact check it with the bloody casket. Used to go twenty steps backwards when I saw boomerang bullets in my class that I created. Now I take ten steps forward cause I found God, and he's here to help me to try to kill a messenger who's acting like a puppy dog just to fit in, cause we stole his people away, so to stay cool he spreads some fake shit cause he a mother fucking snitch. Now I got the yams, I got Richard Simmons handspring and I'll fit it in my ten stripped polyester suit, that all the ladies say is a sweet ride for a goddamn pimp for a lifetime One step is I the God in the sky being the best in our skyline life and I got the skills for all that paperwork, rolling paper right cause I'm a people person fitting in to extra terrestrial extract sessions for a fellow privileged butler getting closer to the butter Two step is she, the issue, the extinct example of a diva elephant, she might be out of her element but she needs tissues to breathe, cause after all the time she complained she'll be dead in the sewer Three step is he the son, the misogynistic father that bothers the living hell out of everyone he meets, fuck him to a tee cause all he does is play God with his significant other who's republican as the others in the suburbs Four step is Bella won't you rub your Nutella into my you know what, cause you know us, it's out control intercourse that feels outdated but the doors are locked, so give me more before we snore until twelve P.M and the cops are knocking on our door Five step is Gianna the Rihanna of the seniors, God bless you you're the only one that I don't hate, a privilege to make some enterprising entertainment for you, my biggest fan no doubt about that I wish you the best of luck at Worcester State, may my friend bless you with a good life, so tight. Six step is Rocky, membership to asking girls out on Shrek dates, the only ogre giving oral any time soon is you and Kendra Rose when I hook you doves up in the summer morning of July Seven step is the betrayal, it's best to not suffer my institution with a forty eight caret caregiver who masters the art of deception. It's best by default to move on with my life, but the definition of myself is someone who sticks around even when I smell the scent of disgusting nastiness, ditching but I'll pitch my case or evermore I'll shut YOUR whole shit down Eight step is either which way, is it best to rest in paradise with parasites all over you while you're looking at Tom Ford Tuxedos, or is the better option to bet on a super operation to bowl all over competition in a call to rial dimensions? Sleep talking without a gate I'll video tape the whole thing to send to my therapist, she'll like the popping noise Nine step is encountering hipsters with trigonometry, trading poker chips, and power moves if you're so popular than make a loving gesture to a girl with some fantastic log in code, decorate a door for more makers of minutes so your Matrix idea can levitate into a diaristic ball and chain potential client teen that gives no damn about anything besides his Justin Beiber water bed Ten step is the animal. If we have to fetch with synonyms, and homophones to make a home satisfied than toss around the idea as God as the Zookeeper, and me is the lion. I am trained to be a beast, don't expect a day without some chaos. Simmer was the middle name of the hotline of the shaken anti christ chickens that will fuck their pants with a mittened teddy bear Rare bikinis at the magazine shop which sells magic offside vinyls for middle class entrepreneurs like Ryan Lapierre. Ditch an entourage, to go into a Montoya restaurateur monologging with seven people who externally and eternally encourage you to set a dream to fuck Kate Upton. Uptown girl don't go and cry, I'm straight fire but I'm more of the guy that takes the flames out. For fun I'll make another one die and urinate on the sidewalk jaywalking Beatles style with some real heroes. May not like my personality but that was my intern job, May 8th come and the job has just begun. Ten steps watch me loosen screws, the screen is mine, in screaming time

Paranoia, is love stronger than death?

She liked my Sherlock, I went to far and locked the page with paranoia Karnataka paranoid shit going on, she called me schizophrenic cause I was losing my marbles faster than when that entree came at the end of my last supper An average bitch learns how to do this crazy shit throughout pre teen, but the presumption was to love with ease. I loved her more than anything that's why we did a tango to Viva La Vida vividly and had some physically satisfying sex in the shower Stupidest question I was asked was where I got my paranoia from, bitch it's cause you fucked with my emotional gate, now the gateway is jittery and it won't cool down The lens on paper says to strike a starting point with a racetrack and a racer that is this so called legend, I learned to be Mr. Make believe just to forever forget a past that hurricanes my heart with a passion Mariah Carey Karaoke at the Irish bar, no incidents involved cause inside your shell is that coffee scented marker from the Valley. You looking at me with these dirty eyes and the edges that make me get all nervous, won't you stop it. I wonder numerically were you just here to design me, and at the end tear me apart with all your mighty. If I gotta go make an alliance, then call up people who have at least two brain cells. All these games are making me paranoid, a one night stand turning into a three month love fest in the matter of a minute. Bitch what do you want me to do, I won't be your Jake Ford stereotype I can open a fucking door. It ain't easy creating one thousand deaths to spare a thousand pyramids. Teaching me to myself not some mistake that can't feed a deed without being syntactically puppy dogged. Dark thoughts across my brain, it's complicated but nothing can stop the feeling of being lost, lady bought me a Ferrari, gotta stop before lose Jordan Warner is a prototype, stereotypical relationships that's not my thing I'd rather wait until my mail comes in. Dirty dancing alone is fine for now, just wait until a woman gonna love you. I miss the touch, and the feeling of someone that cares about you. Oh why, oh why do you gotta fuck it up, go through hell and back because of your dilemma, did you think that this was gonna happen I've gone too crazy, now I'm heading towards nowhere at this show that we call staged poultry. If I gotta be solo I'll rock that style on the download, if there's a no show before my father's anniversary then I'll talk to God and drink Martinis to I drown with some homies that will stick with me. Fuck you, I'm not an operationist, I'm just an impressionist wearing Nikes. Rather be impressive than be dating some kind of misguided culture bat. All these things go right to the heart, that's why every fasting is so sensitive. Every sentence is some unethical white shit, shut the fuck up my fist is fully charged. I am capable of choosing what deal I want to take part in, it doesn't feel paranoia but the creek cracks when life gives you love lemons and your face feels unfelt for the first time since you were a firstborn. Three dimensional model I was in love with you, you were in line with the wet dreams that happened on the weekly, weekends are a little rough but the only credit that's being giving is the art of bicycling across an acoustic version. There's two versions, but the side that is going to be revealing itself on a permanent permit is the side that lets others capitalize the catalog color that they are choosing to friend because of their ancestry. Paranoid about what people are gonna think, but if I take her to my kingdom then maybe we can make some small talk. There's no sense of acting sensitive when every session is about some medical marijuana and therapy on Every Thursday. Death is coming later on, but is love stronger I think it is cause it ain't any better. Twenty different procedures just to find a mistress to divorce in thirteen years. I don't wanna be in court, I wanna have a daughter. I don't want to fight with four different women I want one that understands that I'm not perfect. Perfection is reality but if we can bedroom talk for two hours making the best sex I guess I'm okay with that. Rhythm in the beginning is quite easy, but when the sparkle drowns itself in the Atlantic that's when a rough patch settles and it's not pretty. Fantasizing about Las Vegas, and months of wedding planning, I could write an essay about a perfect woman. Anytime we wanna be Cleopatra, then let's keystone the ignition and find a pretty picture so we can solve it piece by piece, if this is love than this is strong, I need to love I'll let it ride. High priced tattoos all over her freckled neck, I like that a put a golden necklace with your name on it, that makes you so attractive. Just don't use me because my butterflies are punching my stomach because I'm scared of what might happen, if our love runs out and the money goes to salvage. Holy shit what's your name, I better flirt like Ryan Lapierre cause this lady mighty fine. She's an archeologist that's into film, this is the girl I want to make my wife. So now we're going at it in the bedroom saying good morning when it's still dark outside, outsiders who don't got no Oscar, if we have a fancy dinner I'll show you what's down under. No Vodka needed, no needles in use because we love each other, if this is what it feels like I'll put a ring on her middle at the age of 22, to spend my life with her even if I'm near broke after college At some point we have to sacrifice our soul to the light, doesn't matter what age when your time is up, you can't fight it cause it's no option. It's okay for your eyes to well up, and upload sadness into something so vial, but don't be scared it's okay to believe, because when you reach out never look back, and believe in yourself.

Swim with the fishes ( God said)

Renegade I hate the tribesmen I wanna real estate that gives us pension, can I have your permission to get a license and drive late at night cause I got nothing to do? Broken hearted by my Holy Grail, hold the liquor we have to see what is in store. If I die tonight then temple come my allowance is sunk, it will suck when it's raining heavily across the crescent, even the ones against me could leave some memories God said for me to Swim with the fishes cause I got fucked by someone's murder weapon, I didn't think I'd die with someone out to get me, something's in the water it's commonly found as granite I'd defy gravity if I defended my moral rights. God is right he did that, he's done it, I think if I do the things that he'd accomplished, then I'd make my future happen. If I didn't somehow make it work, my will is pointless when no one's praying for the homie giving out free lottery tickets. Living the good life with the magnitude within an appropriate manhunt, what's the matter with these people no thesis longer than eighteen kilos, I'm a rider good riddance my good friend. The blood is on the cross, and crossroads are cracking that's the communion I created. The colony is clockwork by the time we leave the circus, my circumference will be empty. Talk to God every day, confession every Friday we do our own thing, partnership that's defying odd-work. If hell was on Earth then wouldn't everyone breathe the same, if Heaven was here would our love stay the same as our plan. Please pass the grape wine, and a blue pill to bottle in and drink it when I'm lonely. The planet's full of Uranium and sky, let's give pills just so storylines can end. Steroid junked by a jury full of starships, weed metamorphosing in the air that's just the army of blondes, deadliest death done to silencers and broken headlights that's threatening to someone who hasn't throughly thought it through. Swim with the Fishes God said, I expect a pretty painting to be painted by an artist of I and the colors in one hundred years from now. It's professional to offer up some assistance when the advice your being given is armature level arbitrage. The obituary is in the paper now I gotta get down on my knees and start praying. God said there is different silver linings, so I took a source material to step my game up and instead of shooting the idea down I brought my own way into the inside. Chosen Chocking on by with a villainous violinist who strums her own swan song, when she gets rejected by a fellow abuser. Some choose the route of the right, and I gotta fight to go to the left, where all my lobbies are. Deathly sentence by overturn law enforcement, and beautiful mermaids. Lifeline love that's what we loved talking about in a radically tab inoffensive jungle. Not high on scenting, high on passion, when I start swimming in the pond that's when I'll allow you to create different wavelengths. Eavesdropping in a shack, that's where I'll be laid to rest, scene one and action that'd another paycheck for the girlfriend. It ain't party time when your relationship ain't perfect, the chick goes to tennis tournaments but if I have to strategize I can cancel my complaint card and complete in my motherland. Land mother don't day the wind when all you want is the sun, I promise to order balanced weather, from land and sea I will feel the need to raise the sand. Down in lovers lane I'll be the lion. I'd take my love by the hand, she might be invisible but it's what I got above. Going natural instead of the campy suit, I'm going out with my hands held high, my heart pounding even after the murder, next is the search party for my father. Nothing would make me more thrilled than to hug him one more time, never got the chance to tell him I love you. I can feel the lust it's like a magnet, building a better future for my conscience making connections. I'm willing to put the lonely days behind us, to lay you down from keeping you from feeling sad and breathless. Don't pray for the worst, freezing from kinetic killings that's happening to our renegades. Renew before I, cause I'm worrying the haunt has come. Comeback coming I am Lazarus, can't even tell the difference Idris and Matthew please come and find me, I'll play you by the fiddle and invertebrate an investment sticking stocks seeming inefficient from all the money that you're collecting, when all she wants to do is kick the bucket and run from troubling Ricardo the bartender from the ground under, cause all my barriers are cracked and the walls are alcoholic. Some scholar told me to push, and I'm pushing even though eventually I'd rather pull. A handout to some certain university called Harvard, I'll buy you a necklace before you head out the door. Swim with the fishes God said, when you do swim with the fishes remember to do the butterfly they'd satisfy there beliefs to see another butterfly. That sounds orange, but I'll keel snorting red to keep on moving on, embracing loses but when the win comes I will create. Paris and fashion in foursomes can fuck forgiveness but I will never forget. Hiding under the turtleneck if it's my turn to go, I'm going to die swinging from the fences. Within seconds of a time the round of applause gets smaller and smaller. Welcome to the splash zone don't you think this immaculate. Racketing you to go dial your friends in your rocket. Overdose commercials coming to a Dodge car near you, chargers fuck the swimming, same shirt but feeling shirtless to cover my eyes in the shower, don't hurt yourself it's not your turn to die, fierce fish fight eyes open wide, when will you cut your shit, and choose to come back. Don't fade my baton I wasn't finished with my screenplay. Key to my heart feeling the form that's some polished excellence. Experience delusion within five names I care for. I don't wanna die, I don't wanna swim with the fishes, God I love you do this favor. During the storm I never lost who I was

Savage patch kids

Everyone in June to September lived in my internal reality. The realization that I'm fucking up what the fuck is this? No future for the two of us, living separate lives without each other at this point I've gotten over it. Ice skating rinks are totally overrated, drama and a bunch of bullshit I'll pay God a couple hundred bucks to get me out of here. Lying about who knows what on a daily basis, attention span directed towards inaccuracies and misinformation. She was innocent, she had the right to say good riddance and goodbye to me. Never got the chance to express myself, I was rocking in mid June, and I fucked it up I should've took it slower, savage patch kids for life was the deal, didn't even last a year isn't that shame. I regret in sorrow every day thinking about what I did wrong to cause the dysfunction. No Ice Cream meet, or blueberry drinks can save the drunken days chatting about our personal secrets, safety was a key, but I realized I was in love and I took it too far by doing phony shit, texting clingy messages making mistakes on an hourly basis. Not only one I loss but I lost the sister too, months of healing I'm all healed I just need a minute to clear some shit up. Put the thing to sleep on the fifteenth, I beg and pleaded but there was nothing I could do, adapted too lately, realizing all the bloody shit I created at the end of the friendship. All I wanted to do was to help, and all I did was create more of a train wreck. We were tangoing with love in the beginning, but towards the end it was theoretically destroyed. I lied my way to the end, and the ending wasn't so pretty. Apology to her, I'm aware of these flaws. Issues in the summertime I got them all dealt with. The boat was too big, but my heart was to fixated on something that would never happen. Can't even look at sour patch kids the same way again, or listen to renegades without skipping the radio station. Real talk I used to be your number one homie, and now I'm the number one loner with no one but a bitch baby, and a crack audit who uses slang to fit in. Don't forget the good times we shared, I know I won't, even the thirty viewers on the channel won't, I hope I took care of you when you were in peril that's all I care about, because your perfection was the only thing I wanted. One wish it would be to take it all back, and pretend we didn't know each other just to start all over, because this shit went all unorthodox, I may not be a soccer player but I can rock it with my personality, I know I sucked at Town of Salem but all I cared about was you. Paranoid about losing the savage patch kid, that I couldn't focus on the finer things in life. That's what happens when you fall in love and can't get out of a delusion trap. You demolished two bitches I was a proud brother, they were accusing you of shit and I tried to stand right by you. I threw away everything to be the other half of the patch, but all I came across as was a pathological liar ruining everything one day at time. Everything was going so well, you are the best person that I've ever met, I am the nightmare that concluded communism to cross a nation that we didn't sign up for. Stop, I loved you with the passion and laces. No other lady had the ability to make me cry with sincerity like you. Song after song, text after text, but fuck it's over Ryan, you are a great person and you deserve the best in the world. You'll be okay I promise and I'll be here every step of the way no matter what happens you and me will be bro and sis until the end. You're my best friend and you're always gonna be. You're a great person therefore you will get something great in return someday soon. Sleep well Ryan, I love you.

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