Last week I attended the Emeli Sande concert at the El Rey. The original post ot lost in drafts but I decided to still talk about it now. Deal with it.
Opening for Emeli on tour was Emily King. They were both amazing. I enjoy Emily King. I’m not a mega fan. But she’s pretty damn great. Now Ms Sande?! I’m all about her. Not only is her voice absolutely flawless live, but it’s even better! More powerful. It was truly incredible to witness. She also lost A LOT of weight which bodes well for the eye candy. It was just fucking awesome as shit.
Category: love
Again? Yup…
I think I’ve supposed this more than a few time. It seems to always find it’s way back to relevance in my life. Is that bad? I hope not. With the events a few months back I probably should’ve threw it up sooner but I guess I’ve been internalizing a lot. Not mention trying to make sense of it all. The only answer is to destroy it all and rebuild from scratch. I wonder who will still be around when the smoke clears and the dust settles.
Merry Anniversary Dilla
Dilla day. 3 favs and a masterful tribute.
Dream missed
This happened to me the other night. Fucked my whole world up.
That dream last night awakened me from my sleep
hoping that dream was actually truth
It felt so real and it sounded like you
and I couldn’t help but feel you
does it have any meaning
did you dream of me like I did of you
did you feel for me like I feel for you
I miss you
I give YOU my Love
I understood what you meant by you not deserving the Love I had to offer. Fine. Be that as it may, it doesn’t change the fact that it was decided long ago where my Love was going. I have a lot of Love to give those around me. But it’s just not the same. Never as fulfilling. I’m much more available now to those around me. It’s genuine, but it just doesn’t always bring me satisfaction. Another thing I need to work on I guess.
5 fuckin years?
I been on this shit for 5 fuckin years now?! Holy fuck. Hopefully in 5 more I’ll be god. We’ll see. *birdman hand rub*
Oh and thank you to the folks that regularly stop by. This started for my friends, hasnt been deleted because they enjoy it. also have built a lot of relationships starting from here. let’s keep it going.
also, I decided against a contest for money only because you jerks would have to comment. And that rarely happens. So I think I’ll get a gift for the person that has most regularly commented over the years. Oh the fuckin irony in that!!!! Hi. . . Bye. . .
The best gift ever.
This was gifted to me Xmas 03. Junior year of high school. By Hinna. I believe me and Hinna got close sometime sophomore year. She took the time to get to know and understand me. Maybe that’s why she put up with a lot of my childish BS. Anyway, on the last day of school before break she gave me a gift bag. I had to walk around all day with it and hear questions on the bus and I also believe we had a basketball game that night. Everyone was curious as to the contents and the nature of our relationship for that matter. Both were none of their business. Although, me and Hinna were just friends (sidebar: I always felt if I ACTUALLY persued her I would’ve gotten a chance at heartbreak). Eventually I opened the gift. It was a blanket, pillow, and teddy bear. The reasoning? I wasn’t allowed to go home most nights and had to find a place to stay. So she gave me something to have on my journeys and a way to feel at home no matter where I went. Needless to say I didn’t take them with me everyday. When you’re on the go you pack essentials and pack light. For me this meant my CD player, batteries and cd’s. BUT this was the sweetest, most thoughtful and most significant gift I have EVER received. It’s a gesture that I hold close and am reminded of every holiday season. Hinna, I love you. Wherever you are I hope you are happy and enjoying success in life.
Love: For.E.Ver!
It seems Love is only something I’m allowed to have and enjoy in pieces. The puzzle never quite comes together. I Love those pieces with all my heart. I realize that I may never complete that picture. It might not be for me to accomplish. Some of those pieces I’ve covered with gold. They deserve to stand out, even if only in memory. And this piece right HERE? I want you to have, for always. Keep it somewhere safe. But keep it close. We may never make contact again, but know you’ll always have that part of me with you. You may need it to get to you thru something. you may need it to laugh to yourself on a rough day. you may need it on a day where you’re reminising on good times. You deserve it. I’ll be fine without it. And with the pieces I have left? I’ll just slap em together and call it art. Art is Love. Love is forever. I am forever.
Dear diary
It was cold as shit this morning. 45; and that’s before wind chill cuz it was windy as all fuck this morning. Anywho as I hopped on the 2nd train and waited for the doors to close (cuz it was cold as shit outside and the driver was taking their sweet ass time. I looked at my phone and saw this:
And the world got a little bit colder. Funny how that worked so perfect. Unplanned but so true. I smirked. Shook my head. And just continued on with the day. Cuz that’s all I can really do. Continue on
Less is more?
Tried to say everything I wanted to say without saying anything at all. I didn’t quite say it all but I think it was enough
BananaClipse 