I’ll give you all I got. Get me off of this I need confidence in myself… So tell me you love me…. Even though you don’t love you me
Category: inside the mind of the insane
inside the mind of the insane
I can’t love you this much
EDIT: this was supposed to post a while ago. it didn’t so here it is now
Last night I had another small breakdown. A moment of weakness.
I got your back I got it all
Taste my thoughts …. Love my pain
Oh baby have I told you lately you’re the only one for me and I think we are meant to be
And baby I was thinkin maybe we could try just one more time to make it right Please take this chance with me
I’m thinkin bout our bond and what happened to it
“I’m giving her my all…
I wish she would understand more
Certain shit you couldn’t plan for
I’m guessing I love you and your worth it
I should take some time out and figure if you deserve this
We both come from backgrounds of bullshit
I’m fortunate that that aint what you see in me
Just know how I act with you is how I act alone
And I want you to be the one that I endured the longest
Accept me at my weakest, support me at my strongest
You see I’m honest to a fault but is it yours or mine
I’ll put you on a list of people screaming fuck me too
Truth is you gotta a couple tainted views
You take care of me and I’ll take care of us
I’d love to put a child in you and live lavish
let me tell you bout my baggage
Though I’m showing you the best man I know how to be
But you keep saying show me more
You’d appreciate me better had you known me before
I’m not ya ex baby girl”
Continue reading “I’m thinkin bout our bond and what happened to it”
Vibes. Keep em positive.
I’m hungry! But I left my lunch at home so it’s my fault. But I’ll have food when I get home
I’m bored as all hell. But I am at work getting paid
My back spasms are worse. Hmmm positive. Where’s the positive… Oh. It’s my lower right part of my back. Lot less painful than the upper middle part.
I hate to admit when jLo is right…
‘Maybe I was lyin to myself…’
*Shut the fuck up!! Yeah you! Shut it!
Pen to paper
This is what my creative process pretty much looks like on paper. The actual piece. Doodles while I think and/or edit. The blurred parts are from something I haven’t shared yet. Could be lyrics. Could be somethin that I just HAD to write etc. Beautiful chaos. In my mind. Then onto paper.
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He wants her
She wants me
And I want you
No one is winning this game
And for love, our reward is pain
The most beautiful shame.
Where are we going?
It’s funny how your (MY) love can mean absolutely nothing and be so worthless.
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