My Blog
I LOST ONE |
I don't think it's meant to be, beBut she loves her work more than she does meAnd honestly, at twenty-threeI would probably love my work more than I did sheSo B, ain't weIt's me, and her'Cause what s... Posted by Gary on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 06:12:00 PST |
wallo |
jealousy woes, aching in my head, i should sleep but pop advils instead, hoping to finally shut down, i find myself not breathig not speaking not making a sound, i realize i am asleep as this nightmar... Posted by Gary on Mon, 25 Dec 2006 07:28:00 PST |
sittin in RSP..... |
I Love Bad Days
my day starts with aching beauty
playing from my labtop,
Confusing joy in my morning as i get ready,
i leave and meet my peers,
as the day grows old,
it worsens,
a repititious song pla... Posted by Gary on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 11:47:00 PST |
mallrats.. |
Ever slept with someone? I mean, really slept with somebody. Beside them, not just fuck them on a gaming table. You know how when someone lays with their back to you and you lay behind them really clo... Posted by Gary on Thu, 13 Jul 2006 11:12:00 PST |
ToDaY WaS A GOoD DaY |
all i need is that honey complection, and the gaze of those eyes when you look in my direction, every step you take, my body akes, and to survive i think i need a c-section,
i dunno i lost it....... Posted by Gary on Mon, 13 Mar 2006 08:32:00 PST |
"feelin it" |
kik'n back as the messenger noise dings, just waiting for something, not known, not needed, just a vibe, to come alive, inside, to inspire, a spark, to start, the unstarted, feel'n calm, yet departed,... Posted by Gary on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
WOA@!!! |
Freestyle
Yo, here i go, on another flow, a mission, a division in time, wih a ryhme, naturally fly, sparkle spit, ill spill, through this lyrical thrill, fill, the emptiness, of your brain, with m... Posted by Gary on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
"the sick im feeling is truely ill yo, lmao" |
Ive been patiently waiting, debating, wether or not i can even handle the storm, ......now that Em's gone ive written my own song, that flows along, in this brain, with this stain, i cant complain, be... Posted by Gary on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
illmatic |
illmatic, feel my static, like stretched elastic, me and shaggy so boombastic, can fad eit, cus its recently hated, light skinned long hair, like eminem i dont care, i watch you eyes stare, and ready ... Posted by Gary on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |