Poetry, Basketball, Women... the usual. Keep it healthy. Mind, body and soul.
You're a Playful Kisser
Kissing is a huge game for you, a way to flirt and play
You're the first one to suggest playing spin the bottle at a party
Or you'll go for the wild kiss during a game of truth or dare
And you're up for kissing any sexy stranger if the mood is right! What Kind of Kisser Are You? MyGen Profile Generator
Jay-Z. Greatest Rapper Alive. Second only to Biggie. Love it or leave it alone.
I listen to errything ya heard. Rap mostly.
Paid In Full. Me, Myself, and Irene. Booty Call. Almost any drama or comedy i'm down for it.Either Love me or Leave me alone
BET and MTV. If anything.
Anything but them romance novels. I aint no nerd but i like bein able to read, you know?.
Poetry, Friends, and Women. Here's a poem.Tears By: $CT$ PhantmStrong, Determined, Sneaky. Think about your family. Missing you You missing me. Odd voices bellowing out of people that u thought u knew. His voice was deep when I was just talking with him, Emotions run through and now his strength runs slim. The powerful lights in the back of his mind, run dim. He’s determined to keep his cheeks dry but they just keep getting stronger. Fueled by the fiery nature of those things we call emotions It’s hard to keep em’ in cause once they’re near they continue to be persistent. Listening to Stairway to heaven, the mood just changed, Its probably supposed to be asserting but the whole mood of the instrumental is real sad, I try to remind myself of good memories so I don’t start to shed em’ So now I don’t even let em’ fall I just make myself stand tall Faking it every second that I stand Trembling with resistance knowing that these tears are stronger than me These eyes have long realized how hard it is to hold them back But my ego is just to stubborn to simply let them run These tears run hard and long like 800 meter runners. Scared, scared that these tears may make you see me as weak You tell me that you understand but if I cry eventually I seem meek I guess that’s good cause then I’ll seem humble Eyesight is foggy, can’t see you and my stomach starts to rumble Thoughts constantly tumbling through my mind The usual, everything that I miss All the mushy stuff that usually makes me sick About 5 minutes, my moment of glory, My friends all attempting to make me laugh with funny stories, Only to realize that my cry sickness gets worse with every phrase of their story, They hug me, console me, I gather support from all the things they’ve told me Hold me, replenish me with your kind touch and Show me how much you believe that things will get better Rub me on my back, tell me how much support I have. My spontaneous short-term flight into steep sorrow has landed It’s just clear skies from here on. Not more thoughts to reap despair on. The fear’s gone, and it’s time to calm down. The tears won, but now its time to show them who’s boss. Let go and let those thoughts that I have get lost, In the deep, dark archives of my mind. Never to be lost but forever to be kept as back up To show me why I should be strong To show that God told me that I have to belong That I have to live on There are legacies that we have to leave on Each is as important as the oxygen we have to breathe on Those that we have seen pass on before us have given us what they must God has plans for all, and it is up to us to give him trust Lust for life, love, and lessons. Life gives us lessons because it loves us We must listen to life because the love is in the lesson we learn. Forget to forget, never forget to remember. Our strength comes from the trials we’ve gone through, Why forget the source of our strength. The power source for our life’s length. God sent too many angels into my life for me to just throw their efforts away I love you, life, God, friends, enemies. Too things, people to thank and no one to hate. So glad that life can be so bad yet be so great. Thank God for what I’ve got, I could’ve been shot But by God’s grace I’m not. I’m So happy yet so sad, You know, I could cry right now Too many thoughts, Too many feelings, Too distraught, (sigh) Here they come again. A joke. A smirk. A giggle. A laugh. A smile. Solace.