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Glass stones.. you get the point
So here I am washing a gew dishes, not a big deal. People do that from time to time. When all of a sudden I look over and a grease stain....... DUN DUN DUUUUUUNNNNNNN Oh wait. That isn't the dramatic part. Any way I wipe it up all nice and clean and then The counter appears to wobble. DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is the moment when the worst possible acid flashback that the world has ever know comes down on me like a blitzkreig from all the demons in hell's seven circles. When it stops I think of a girl. The girl if you will. That's right THE GIRL!!!! Her name is Jordan. She has issues.
So I was gonna give you the mildly abridged form of the story.... So after typing it all, well I wouldn't read it either. It would also break your hearts. So here's the massively abridged version.
Met Jordan, liked Jordan, hung with Jordan, drank with Jordan, got Jordan a job, worked with Jordan, began to love Jordan, was having stress from 4 other girls with J names at the time therefore did nothing, took my sweet ass time with Jordan, finally got around to asking Jordan out, she wasn't ready for a relationship at the time, soon after she gets hooked on blow (I HATE THAT DRUG), so months later I start the war on getting her off blow, during this time we get... close. *big breath* We get just about as close as two straight people of the opposite sex can get without the physical stuff. That's right time and time again I'm sure I had the offer signalled to me, I did nothing because I felt it would wrong with current circumstances. Then my best friend fucks her. That's it just fucks her. Of course she was now ready for a relationship and he pretended that's what he wanted too. Yeah well he didn't. Broke her heart, broke my heart. I wanted to kill him. Not in that funny ass kick sorta "Ill kill you" way but that wrap my hands of hate around his neck and watch him die. That was a while ago. I thought it was over. I thought I was 100% over it. Then I had this dream a few nights ago of her and my feelings all came blasting to the surface. So I went to her work to try and get the ball rollin again. I chickened out and just got pizza... ... ... Turns out when this acid flahback stopped and I thought of her again. That's when the REST of all the feelings for her came on up to the top. I hurt. I hate drugs. I hate love. I hate lust. I hate.
Yes. That was the tiny short version.
My body aches, my soul strains
my mind twists, my heart burns
The beauty coated in her pain
my world feels, I only yearn
My body aches, my soul strains
my mind twists, my heart burns
Oh lord, please take me home.
And if anybody is now curious on this former weed salesmans view on every other narcotic.... Look up Capital Punishment. They kill. We kill back. Where's the problem with this. GOD BLESS TEXAS!
TODAY I VOTED GREEN BECAUSE THEY DON'T FEEL WHAT I DID IS WRONG EITHER!!!!!!!
Glass stones.. you get the point
So here I am washing a gew dishes, not a big deal. People do that from time to time. When all of a sudden I look over and a grease stain....... DUN DUN DUUUUUUNNNNNNN Oh wait. That isn't the dramatic part. Any way I wipe it up all nice and clean and then The counter appears to wobble. DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is the moment when the worst possible acid flashback that the world has ever know comes down on me like a blitzkreig from all the demons in hell's seven circles. When it stops I think of a girl. The girl if you will. That's right THE GIRL!!!! Her name is Jordan. She has issues.
So I was gonna give you the mildly abridged form of the story.... So after typing it all, well I wouldn't read it either. It would also break your hearts. So here's the massively abridged version.
Met Jordan, liked Jordan, hung with Jordan, drank with Jordan, got Jordan a job, worked with Jordan, began to love Jordan, was having stress from 4 other girls with J names at the time therefore did nothing, took my sweet ass time with Jordan, finally got around to asking Jordan out, she wasn't ready for a relationship at the time, soon after she gets hooked on blow (I HATE THAT DRUG), so months later I start the war on getting her off blow, during this time we get... close. *big breath* We get just about as close as two straight people of the opposite sex can get without the physical stuff. That's right time and time again I'm sure I had the offer signalled to me, I did nothing because I felt it would wrong with current circumstances. Then my best friend fucks her. That's it just fucks her. Of course she was now ready for a relationship and he pretended that's what he wanted too. Yeah well he didn't. Broke her heart, broke my heart. I wanted to kill him. Not in that funny ass kick sorta "Ill kill you" way but that wrap my hands of hate around his neck and watch him die. That was a while ago. I thought it was over. I thought I was 100% over it. Then I had this dream a few nights ago of her and my feelings all came blasting to the surface. So I went to her work to try and get the ball rollin again. I chickened out and just got pizza... ... ... Turns out when this acid flahback stopped and I thought of her again. That's when the REST of all the feelings for her came on up to the top. I hurt. I hate drugs. I hate love. I hate lust. I hate.
Yes. That was the tiny short version.
My body aches, my soul strains
my mind twists, my heart burns
The beauty coated in her pain
my world feels, I only yearn
My body aches, my soul strains
my mind twists, my heart burns
Oh lord, please take me home.
And if anybody is now curious on this former weed salesmans view on every other narcotic.... Look up Capital Punishment. They kill. We kill back. Where's the problem with this. GOD BLESS TEXAS!
TODAY I VOTED GREEN BECAUSE THEY DON'T FEEL WHAT I DID IS WRONG EITHER!!!!!!!
VIEW 6 of 6 COMMENTS
beledi:
i'll settle for hot for teacher...i guess 
godiva666:
Go look at my pics folder.