Wicked Games

“I got my heart right here, I got my scars right here”
“so tell me u love me, even tho u don’t love me”
“bring your love baby I can bring my shame”
“let me mutha fuckin love you”
The Weeknd – Wicked Games

*all praise to jLo. *deep exhale* You baby….


I don’t get very many comments. Mostly that SJ person. Whomever that is… I got more back when I was at blogspot. But my visitors? Y’all. Seems to be growing day by day. More than I ever imagined. I mean it’s not 1million+ or anything but shit. It’s crazy to me. Whether it’s music. Sports or shoes (I’m gonna cover shoes again) or personal or free form SOC writing. You visit. It’s appreciated. I especially appreciate my friends whom contact me and tell me they enjoy it here. Cuz ultimately it was my friends that said I should continue when I wanted to quit. Thank you all.

*I’m working on combining my charming witty humourous style [mostly what you witness in person 😉 ] with my more deliberate style that I’ve developed and have come to love and rely upon. I’m talking about writing. Stay tuned.

Lay with me.

If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Those three words
Are said too much
They’re not enough

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they’re all I can see

I don’t know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all