WOW... Umm I had a real ass talk via text with one of the most important people to ever enter my life yesterday... Mad random too. She came outta nowhere, and we ended up textin for hours. Im so proud of her. Honestly. She knows how I feel about her. We laid a couple of things out that have been waiting to be said for forever now...
Im listening to The-Dream's "Love vs Money" right now... My twin lol. This nigga even thinks like me lol. His whole cd is NOT about love, this nigga is straight sex lol... It may be that he's talkin about makin love, rather then just casual sex but its still some shit that I feel I would say. Even though Im a virgin lmao.
I met a nice young lady the other day, when I was on my bummy lookin shit. I dont know how this keeps happening. Im not trying to meet new people. Im really not. But I thought she looked familiar, turns out she wasnt. But we kept talkin, and then after 5 minutes or so, I just simply said "We have been talkin for 5 minutes now... And for some strange reason, you dont have my number yet"... She laughed and said "does that really work?" and I said "I dont know, you tell me... My number is 719-blah"... Now we're texting at this very moment. Im gonna delete her number tho, I just like to talk lol. So for now, since everybody else is sleep, Ill continue to entertain her.
Im going to be listening to that new Ryan Leslie prolly tomorrow. I havent burned a copy of it yet, but I did wit the Dream, and I dig this cd. Well Im leaving now... I was a lil sad before I started writing this, but now I feel a lil better. Im going through a lot(like usual), and it always tends to hit me at 1 time. Oh well... Ive rised from the ashes before, this will just be some more hills to climb. Love me.
blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh went the lion...
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
2:30 pt.2
Didnt feel like waiting lol. Plus Im goin out tonight, so I prolly wont touch the computer later... But whateva... Coo!
"2:30 pt.2(original ending)"
Its 3 now, she finally shows... Calls me, I answer to cryin/I say "whats wrong?"/She answers me, "Ryan..."/Then a pause, but I hear her still cryin/I go out, cuz I care 4 her, show her the real Ryan/I could be her Superman, but I dont see her as Lois Lane/So I hope he aint hit her, cuz Im not bout to go insane/She say he cheatin, and I think 2 myself, "Slim, u r too"/A nieve lil mama, I reply "we all do"/She gazed at me, tears in her eyes, then slapped me/Glasses fell off, and honestly right now, she only attract me/Knowin she crazy, I prep myself, hopin she attack me/But she only cried some more/I say "look at where u are. You cryin... But what for?"/Just keepin it real, or so I thought/Cuz she replied wit somethin that I knew, but so hard I fought/"Are you serious? I LOVE him, your just my dick in a bottle/And every night Im here, Im takin a chance like lotto/Yeah, you fuck good... But every night, your drunk/Its easy to leave, cuz he aint home either, but aint no fakin this funk/He the front of the ride, and Im sorry but Im breakin this trunk/Never again... Im not takin this junk/Gotta do whats best for me and my daughter/And he aint playin daddy, cuz thats her father"/I had no words... Speechless but not hurt/I been knew that things wouldnt work/A lil struck tho, by the words she spewed/Reality check, fuck that, it kinda hurt me dude/But I undadig where she comin from/Im a lost one ma, only hit her up when Im wantin some/But it takes two to tango, so I can neva dance alone/And fuck it, if u takin a chance, dont answer the phone...
"2:30 pt.2(original ending)"
Its 3 now, she finally shows... Calls me, I answer to cryin/I say "whats wrong?"/She answers me, "Ryan..."/Then a pause, but I hear her still cryin/I go out, cuz I care 4 her, show her the real Ryan/I could be her Superman, but I dont see her as Lois Lane/So I hope he aint hit her, cuz Im not bout to go insane/She say he cheatin, and I think 2 myself, "Slim, u r too"/A nieve lil mama, I reply "we all do"/She gazed at me, tears in her eyes, then slapped me/Glasses fell off, and honestly right now, she only attract me/Knowin she crazy, I prep myself, hopin she attack me/But she only cried some more/I say "look at where u are. You cryin... But what for?"/Just keepin it real, or so I thought/Cuz she replied wit somethin that I knew, but so hard I fought/"Are you serious? I LOVE him, your just my dick in a bottle/And every night Im here, Im takin a chance like lotto/Yeah, you fuck good... But every night, your drunk/Its easy to leave, cuz he aint home either, but aint no fakin this funk/He the front of the ride, and Im sorry but Im breakin this trunk/Never again... Im not takin this junk/Gotta do whats best for me and my daughter/And he aint playin daddy, cuz thats her father"/I had no words... Speechless but not hurt/I been knew that things wouldnt work/A lil struck tho, by the words she spewed/Reality check, fuck that, it kinda hurt me dude/But I undadig where she comin from/Im a lost one ma, only hit her up when Im wantin some/But it takes two to tango, so I can neva dance alone/And fuck it, if u takin a chance, dont answer the phone...
2:30...
Umm... I dont know if I should admit this, but a very good chunk of this entire poem is truth. I added some shit for suspense lol. But this is about my situation with a certain someone who will remain nameless. She will only be refered to as "Slim", because thats what I called her. Im not saying when this occured or anything like that... I just had it in the back of my mind. I actually wrote two endings, but Im only going to reveal one. Anyway, I hope you enjoy some insight into my personal life like you havent had it before lol... Ill prolly drop pt. 2 tomorrow for those that care.
"2:30 pt.1"
Its 2:30 in the A-M/I hit her up, givin her praises like amen/But all you hear outta my mouth is "Hey Slim"/Im high gravity, drunk off 2-11/My encrypted heaven/Aka Superman's kryptonite/Drunk cuz Im feelin blue, kinda like a crip tonight/She say "what u tryna do?", I say "shit, get right"/She reply, no sigh, "Oh Ry... Give me fif-teen"/I smirk then say "hurry, my shits mean"/She laugh and giggle/While in my mind, Im thinkin bout her ass and wiggle/We hang up, now my wang up/Pre-gamin, its a quarter of, still waitin/Tryin not to sip again, but got anotha Steel waitin/Fuck it tho, just cant wait for her to suck it yo/And nah, she dont give super head, I jus call her my Karrine/My one night, every night, we fuckin thru this life of sin/And deep down, I kno she aint the best of company/She show up, we argue ova lil shit, then afterwards she end up wantin me/The madder, the badder... I mean better/Hard to dead her, when anger make the pussy wetter/And Im a sucka for juices, she taste OJ type/Wheneva she show up, I KILL it, real OJ type/She feeds my lust, and all she need is trust/So I strap up wit others, but wit her, I dont use no rubbers/Cuz we see, eye to eye/Friends durin the day, she introduce her guy to I/Shoke my head when I met him/But he treat her good, so I let him... Carry on/Buyin her Prada, Louie & House of Dereon/Cuz I only might treat her to dinner/Then I fuck her, so deep down Im a winner/She know, I aint boyfriend material/And the only breakfast in bed I give is cereal/But she neva around for breakfast, cuz she go back to him/He prolly cheatin too, but that falls back on them...
"2:30 pt.1"
Its 2:30 in the A-M/I hit her up, givin her praises like amen/But all you hear outta my mouth is "Hey Slim"/Im high gravity, drunk off 2-11/My encrypted heaven/Aka Superman's kryptonite/Drunk cuz Im feelin blue, kinda like a crip tonight/She say "what u tryna do?", I say "shit, get right"/She reply, no sigh, "Oh Ry... Give me fif-teen"/I smirk then say "hurry, my shits mean"/She laugh and giggle/While in my mind, Im thinkin bout her ass and wiggle/We hang up, now my wang up/Pre-gamin, its a quarter of, still waitin/Tryin not to sip again, but got anotha Steel waitin/Fuck it tho, just cant wait for her to suck it yo/And nah, she dont give super head, I jus call her my Karrine/My one night, every night, we fuckin thru this life of sin/And deep down, I kno she aint the best of company/She show up, we argue ova lil shit, then afterwards she end up wantin me/The madder, the badder... I mean better/Hard to dead her, when anger make the pussy wetter/And Im a sucka for juices, she taste OJ type/Wheneva she show up, I KILL it, real OJ type/She feeds my lust, and all she need is trust/So I strap up wit others, but wit her, I dont use no rubbers/Cuz we see, eye to eye/Friends durin the day, she introduce her guy to I/Shoke my head when I met him/But he treat her good, so I let him... Carry on/Buyin her Prada, Louie & House of Dereon/Cuz I only might treat her to dinner/Then I fuck her, so deep down Im a winner/She know, I aint boyfriend material/And the only breakfast in bed I give is cereal/But she neva around for breakfast, cuz she go back to him/He prolly cheatin too, but that falls back on them...
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