Dimitri James August's Favourite Daydreams

A Dapper Villains Approach.

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Homebound

Maybe I fell apart for a minute. Forgot what I worked for. You softly sleeping away. Next to me ever awake. I pray and pray it never changes. To a God I might just start believing in.

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😩 #cookoutnewsnetwork was way too funny. These are my faves.

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THE COUSINS FROM NY IM SOOOOO WEAK

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loll

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“voluntold” lmaoooo

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all of this lol

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In the absence of light and darkness. What prevails? Trapped in a happy moment. Demons clawing out of the rippling surface. Sunsets painted in rain clouds. How the Knights returned soiled. I'm suffocating. Love hearts made of anxiety. Dear me myself and you. Just how did we fall so far?

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A solemn image on pink paper.

And it rains forever here. My dirty laundry washed clean in the serenity of torrential. Down pour. My soul through these rusty pipes. Ebb and flow making choices neither wrong nor right. What is life? Questions I'll ask before I go to sleep. To wake up dreary eyed into a repeat of yesterday in hopes of it not being the same. Did I lose my mind this time? Or are you still there sleeping happily by my side? What is life? Smoke this cigarette through a filter. It's cancer less so it's more of me. Drink this alcohol that kills brains cells. Less of me so it's more of you. Leather jacket hiding my scars through thinly veiled smiles. I hate you I hate you I hate you. Shake hands and with a deuce thrown I'll see you tomorrow. Same 9-5, 3-12 clock in to clock off. I hate everything about you but the money makes me smile. What is life? I killed my child. Not children. I can't claim destiny was only grooming one. It was emotionless but it was emotional guided. I suppose I changed a bit. Aborted a part of me like I'm reliving that morning. I haven't cried yet. Scared to collapse and not wanting to get back up. Join you where I hope I sent you. Tell you all the things I was meant to. What is life? Life for me is a constant blend of black and white till all the shades of grey make the happiest pinwheel to a person devoid of colour. Swirling motionless but never ever coming to a standstill. It's a constant fight uphill against a invisible rival. Who apparently pre planned your actions and gave you free will in the hopes you'd never use it. I grabbed a girl by the hand because I can't do this alone not longer. What is life? Absence makes the soul grow weaker. I'm different predator. I can no longer be the innocent creature. Shadow in the mist, no one can prove I exist. What is life?

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g-eazy // me, myself & I

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Classic make Pre-game.

I'm a rock. I don't bend, I don't break. I hold fast. Steady and strong. Rivers move around me, I'm absolute and true. Until now. I'm broken. Trampled on by life's decisions. I lay broken. Weak and trembling. I'm in fear. Scared and broken. What if you don't come out. The same person you went in. I lost my mother much the same way. I'm terrified. I lost myself in you. I can't afford for you to go away.

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I am a villain. I had a good heart and a strong will. I was smart I was classic. Timeless with my smile. Ladies willing only if you will. I am a villain. All things start to change. I'm here to do good. By you...or me. As long as it's good. I am a villain. I've made mistakes. I've made a few. Maybe more, more so than you. Did I change your view? I am a villain. Because it became my way. I'm here to good by me. I have a good heart. It's just beset by the darker things. I am a villain. I'll tell you everything.

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What happened to you.

I'm working a lot more and seem to be more content with life so I don't have the motivation to write like I used to

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Baby blues

As I lay here With the thoughts given to me tonight. I'm not sure where I stand typing this. Do I write as a father? Expecting. Do I write as a young man? Fearing. Do I write as the child in me? Happy So I write as the child in her? -blank space- I'm scared for your mother. I know that I love her. But I know as well She has bigger dreams that need to be achieved. I know deep down she doesn't want to hurt you. Give better then what we went through. But she's struggling she's barely making dues. But because of my actions, she'll say 'ours because she's like that. I don't think she was prepared for a date to be due. I'm scared for your mother. She wants to do better than fast food. What's she meant to tell you while your growing up? Be all you can be? Mum you were only ever in fast food Is that what you wanted to be? "No, but you came along and changed everything." She could study, she really could. But it'll be delayed and it'll take awhile. Hitting the books and learning to raise a child. I'm scared for your mother. We at the time of typing this can't afford you. We just can't... But do you pay for our mistakes? What if we were to go to a clinic? And miss this chance? If it is the only one given. I'm scared for your mother. Wouldn't you be too? I'm worried about me. Not as much as some people tell me. I'm concerned if I have to work all the time. How will I ever see you? Ask the people that know me best. All I've ever wanted is someone like you. I work nights and I'll probably have to keep on. Putting food on the table for you and mum. I'm worried if we go ahead and go to a clinic. That'll kiss me only chance to have a little. Maybe I will maybe I won't. But should you have to pay because I wasn't making good choices? I want to come home to see you, and hear your little voice. If money wasn't a problem this wouldn't be a choice. Im worried for me. Not as much as people say I should. I'm concerned if mummy doesn't make it out that room. Either one. Delivery then it's just you and me. Clinic then it's just a memory. She's stronger then I give her credit for. But this isn't a joke anymore. And for you I'm up at night typing out my thoughts. Daddy is a coward. And he's sorry already.

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The issue with demons. You see is. They never really die. They simply do not cease to exist. I miss my medication. The Devils I chose are far better then the demons I keep. The issue you see with thinking you won. You never really do.

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I never gave a fuck or less of a damn.

I’ve been told I’m selfish. I never tried to deny it. I like doing things for myself. But never to satisfy myself.

Ask my lover. I do as much as I can to keep her happy. Ask my friends. I do as much as I can to maintain.

I’ve been told I’m narcissistic. I like to think I am. I try and love myself. We are taught to.

I like feeling like I’m the best for me. If I don’t like what I’m portraying. How could I ever expect anyone else to?

In the long term I’m a self described pretentious arsehole. I’m brutal in my honesty. But only with people I don’t know at all or know all too well. I don’t bury the hatchet. I use it to cleave your skull into fragments. I don’t for a second believe I’m better than anyone. Until they prove it themselves.

I’m who I want to be. And that’s intimidates people. But I’ll never be apologetic over who I am.

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Overlapping. The only real time I get is asleep in my dreams. Held together painting pictures. I missed you as I tore the canvas at the seams. How have you been? This is the only conversation so it seems. Sleep, the day is coming far too soon. One thousand more things. I'll just leave the conversation here. Isn't this unusual.

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Hashbrown cheeseburgers and non romantic promises

We've come a very long way. Online heys. Meeting in person. Being yelled by your mother because you snuck out. Years of friendship. Then the night you and your boyshorts changed my life forever. 'nothing romantic will come of this.' 'we are sharing a bed as friends.' Then in the morning I kissed you. You retreated. Now my friends left drunk at 2.45am. And I'm laying next to the most beautiful girl I've ever had. You're asleep and have to get up in 3 hours for work. But we've come along way. My precious little kitten. 'nothing Romantic will come of this.' I'd hate to break it to you kitten. But something did. And I'm glad you were wrong. @sil3ntw0rds

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There and back again, a quiet man's story

I find it hard to write when I'm happy. Because I always write in search of happiness, Or perhaps while I'm drowning in sorrow. Reaching for what I deem unattainable. Then when I finally have it. Happiness. I dont get sacred like I don't know what to do with it. I just have it, and I'm content. No longer writing about the journey. Because I've reached my destination.

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Before you put on your make up.

The real thing I’m missing. With you so far away. Over everything. Is your smile when you wake up next to me.

@yosei-sincere, @sil3ntw0rds

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On the dotted line.

You signed up for this. You signed up for this. I want this to last, All the stupid things I do around you. All the adult things we've been doing. I want this to last. You're young, And I am stupid. I'll try your patience. I'll make every bit of your anger worth it. You signed up for this. For every mistake I make. I'll do countless things right. I'll mess up the little things. But I'll always show up when it matters. You signed up for this. You signed up for this. I'll sleep through important arguments. But I'll be awake to watch you smile in your sleep when I get home. I'll fade away in front of computer screen. But I'll have your favourite meal in the fridge waiting for you while I do. I'm flawed. But I'm flawed perfectly. And I'll do everything wrong. But I'll do it all with the right intention. Making sure neither of us have to sign up for another person again.