lust for life .

im tryna do it all tonight .

i got plans .

i got a certain lust for life .

and as it stands,

erything is going as right

as it can .

they tryna shoot down my flight ,

before it lands .

before it lands .

buhh yu could miss me w. all THAT .

diss me, then crawl back .

i really wish yall would fall back .

but gettin rich spossed to solve that .

and these days, niggas make offers

and who the hell am i to say , "no, no, no" ?

my ex sendin late night texts cuz

he dnt know how to let go , go , go .

haa . he in love .

and as for them pretty light skinned

niggas standin in the cold,

oh yeaa they wit us .

let them boys in for a drink ,

and they all ,

in my ear .

sayin, "yu should be the one i see,

erytime, that im here."

.. but when am i really even here ? =/

-- Aubrey Graham aka Drizzy Drake .

.. he makes me shake .

deceit .

pleasure turns to the pain .
lessons learned from the strain .
questions burned in my brain
about whether love is humane
in its touch.
these thoughts are like salmon swimming upstream
in the tears of your deceit.
fighting the current hurt that kills more than is created by the chaos
of our intertwined emotions.
chaotic because the anchor of Erros' arrow has been plucked
from the vessel of my undying infatuation ,
separation not as simple as the distance between us
my mind no longer possessed by demons
that have been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies ,
the seeds of these lies rooted so deeply
they have cracked the foundation of what we once shared .
allowing the faith in us i had sealed inside
to gush out like a river ,
ripping the image of our future together from my thoughts
as violently and as brutally as if it were a child
being taken from its mothers arms ,
im left surrounded in darkness ;
but i refuse to be swallowed by it .
my lonliness like the night air :
invisible to the eye ,
obvious to the touch ,
it is cold uncomfortableness .
yet if i could do it all over again
id do it in the same skin im in
to lay down and let love die ?
just stay down and let love lie?
nahh nahh .. not [I].
id stay around and let love fly .
even though i have seen its darkest form;
deceit ,
nothing else could taste this warm
or feel this sweet.

the bitch .

my stomach is churning worse than ever before.
my eyelids feel like they`re carrying 10 pound weights on each one.
there's an uncountable amount of drain that flows within my body and seeps out of my pores.
the cause ? procrastination .
yu see .. i procrastinated those essays , that was given out on feburary 18th and due march 3rd , and decided to start it .. march 3rd.
well the initial plan was march 2nd but ..
1opm turned in to 11, 11 turned into 12,
and before yu know it; HEY HEY !
these essays are due in less than 8 hours.
but when ur used to pulling all nighters , it doesn't phase yu as much.
yu get yu a caramel frap from w. no whip cream nd extra caramel nd keep it pushin .
that is .. until 3:3o .
when ur still not finished with the 1st essay.
that is.. until 4:oo ,
when yu decide tht ur thoughts are getting cluttered and its time for a wake-up-shower .
that is.. until 5:oo ,
when yu result to going back to essay 1 tomorrow b4 class @ 12 so yu can get the essay due at 9 am out of the way .
that is.. until 7:oo ?
when yu`ve finally hit the sheets and think you`re accomplished until
9:oo hits ,
when the alarm goes off , and yu feel like all you've done for the past two hours was blink twice .
and all you`ve done in the past nine hours was compose two brilliant papers of bullshit .


procrastination, your a bitch . i hate you .

.. but for some reason i just can't seem to get enough . =/

--I.E.

pahahahaaa !!

jeff : aint that somethin ? after allll that shit they been thru , they still together . after ALL THAT SHITTTTT ! >:o !

brink: jeff . wut are yu talking aboutt ?

jeff: my ass cheeks . =D



lmaooooo ! jokes bro .


--I.E.

ur thee fucking best . =]