This is the typical reaction when they realize I'm Dat Biiitch and they aint even close;)
...And I'm dancin on these lonely bitches;)Styrofoam cup on deck. I fcukn love it, LMAO!
I woke up this morning really feeling like at this time, in this place, in this state of mind, with this man is exactly where I'm supposed to be. I could hear my thoughts out loud and for a second I thought he could hear them too. Silly I know, but sometimes that's just how close I feel to him when he smiles especially when we haven't said anything out loud. With him smiles are conceived and born they don't just happen. They are well thought out, nurtured and when the time is right he brings them out. One..by..one.
When I wake up next to him. I make sure I dont wake him. I find joy in watching him so close but so far away from whats really going on around him. I know when he's sleeping he's not worried about anything. Not worried, by every definition of the word. That's how I like to see him. All my happiness, all my joy, all my dreams, all my love lives in him.
He is my life. They say you can't love somebody else until you love yourself. I look at him and I see me.
My blunt, this music and his heartbeat taking me away right now. If I could put what I feel into words to tell him how much I love him I'd be lying because I'd be leaving something out. I couldnt do it. I couldnt do it. And that's overwhelming, maybe even sad that what I feel I may never be able to tell him because I can't describe it.
He tells me he loves me. He knows I'll love him no matter what he does. He tells me he knows that I love him. He knows. I believe him because I know him. I understand him. I know what that means to who we are.
The person I am right now would not be without him. He made me. I wanted to give up. I wanted to quit. I wanted to kill everything. I wanted to do nothing. And then I found my reason to go harder, longer, faster, stronger, deeper, further, above, under, beyond, around and through hell to do it all. He got rid of my fears, my failures, my insecurities, my pain.
I live through him and Im open for him to live through me. Sometimes we wish we didnt love each other so much. At first I thought he meant he wished he didnt love me at all and then I listened to what he really said. I know the bigger picture so I agree. I agree and I still love him the way that I do.
"If I have done nothing in my life to earn God's favor and show God my appreciation for what he has done for me it would be to love a life the way that I love you." Only he and God knows how much that means to me.
The blunts gettin low but I wont be anytime soon. I'mma hop in the shower. And come back to the safest place in the world, his side. I could curl up with him in cool linen and big pillows for days. I've tried to before. Falling asleep with my fingers in his hair and his heartbeat in my ear. Falling asleep knowing that he may not be there when I wake up but he will be back is comfort. I know he has things to do. So I wash him in the shower if he's not in a rush, these are my moments. I iron his clothes and then I watch him put his day together before he walks out of the door.
I tell him I pray for him.
I tell him to be safe.
I tell him I need him.
I tell him I love him.
And then I tell him I'll never stop.
I am an experience! I am extremely caring and sweet. I have a very strong personality. I've found that people are either completely consumed by my personality or they just plain hate me. There's no in between. My work ethic and passion for life can sometimes send me on power trips. Motivated people understand my power trips and why they're necessary lazy people complain. As serious as I try to be I am extremely goofy 95% of the time. I absolutely love laughing and making jokes. So um... thanks for taking the time to read that now snoop around, find what you came for on my page, add me, block me, whatever.
I would'nt wanna be anyone else:I'm JusMe: Really can you be mad at that? Jus
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