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[loveitorleaveit310]

Leaving someone in spite is the only fashion statement a woman needs

Fuck the fads

Fuck the trends

Your happiness is the only thing in style all season long with every season doll

[loveitorleaveit310]

How another feels is simply not the case you’re looking to open…they won’t tell you and if they do their actions will be ignored by the heart you choose to give to them no matter what falling in love is an illness and will damn you to pain.

[rosieandthemoon]

unhinged old book and pamphlet covers that I can’t stop thinking about

[loveitorleaveit310]

I may have made detrimental mistakes back in my day

However this one surely takes the cake

I made something socially acceptable In our inevitable love soon to be triangle

A love I have won and then some

Now all that lives in my brain is doubt followed by the shallow shouts

I set the stage for the day I asked if you wanted me to stay

In your heart and as you said yes you kick started a part of my body I didn’t know had gone out

Then bam

You made me understand that life is just like paradise

Just make sure you don’t think twice

Ignore your logic

Start to hear the inner workings of something you are blessed to soak up no doubt about it

So you see another girl isn’t me

Still I’ll breathe steadily

As you sink your members into she

Who doesn’t care

She might seem fare

But be aware even demons can be a breathe of fresh air

A.B.

Threesomes are still not me

Just a habit

I guess I’ll never be, the girl who you unsee for the cash exchanged before he was under me

Enough now I see the light right in front of me

It alright for you to fight for a notion that seems like such a sweet potion

But instead of lying in bed

We bump heads because she is getting that cash now instead

What happened to our arrangement

Our ppm understanding

It’s astounding that your shocked I am drowning when all I have time for is ripping lines and sucking the our sick for what seems like less than a dime

Are you motjerfucking high?

I wrote the scrips

Due diligence is the method I took to become and stay equipped

Pussy is pussy

Dick is sick

I mean like literally that shit is limp and insufficient

Your insulation of truth is how you handle situations

Evasion and hatred

That’s just your ignorant way to hide the shit you do behind my back because you act like I don’t know you think I’m a sucker

Well if your always looking for over there and then there becomes here you’ll always be looking for there and chasing your bitch ass tail until you figure out how to treat a woman and that’s for real

Fuck it imma just take this bucket because I met a man once from Nantucket

But y’all from across the pond know how it goes

It’s all about cocks jerking off and getting laid by any means you think I didn’t create

I don’t rote this plays

So if you actually wipe the pussy juice off your eyes and recognize

You just got played by yourself because I put my whole on the shelf

Coaching you wasn’t easy but believe me when I say

Playing you was the easiest thing i did since Dre signed Em

I know how to pick them because I am sick and your an infant

Players don’t play themselves fool

I could throw you a parade for the Latina you banged on Wednesday and you would believe me that your actions your a matter of fact good sense thought processes played out

No doubt

Your a gentleman and a scholar because girls hollar for your dollars

Your all used up

And now I’m in need of another daddy so baby face it

Your a dried up wrinkly leathered skin pinky dick wanna be slick Rick tick of a person

So go find a spot in the ocean and tie yourself to a boulder

Let the water enter your lungs and fucking drown

You fucking clown

[stay-close]

“The most confused we ever get is when we’re trying to convince our heads of something our heart knows is a lie.”

— Karen Marie Moning

[loveitorleaveit310]

Woman don’t need saving, that mindset is some comic book Lois lane bullshit men tell themselves to stoke their ego and pride.

Fuck you and fuck the shjt I’ve been through.

The past is the past.

Live and let live like you aren’t sure the sun will drip through the cracks of your broken blinds.

To live and be loved like you don’t know of the birds will chirp at dawn and the world will keep spinning so your dog can piss on the lawn

Fuck like your feral.

Most importantly, fuck what anyone says about your philosophies.

Keep yo poetry close to your soul at all times. You feel me homie

Never be shaken for you are light.

Never return the fight

Call bullshit when the shit is right

Timing wise

Or else your a thug cuz

Talking back with no cause

Drawing guns just to draw blood

Hug your momma

Auntie

And uncs even if they ain’t bloods

Respect is where it starts

Don’t get dark like this ignorant shit that sparks up when the sun sets and you feeling tough

I’m here to say this is enough

The fat lady sang

She came because yo pinky rang

Ain’t gang

Yo belly rang

Is a train

Wreck

So hit the decks

And no not like before

When that shit meant hit the floor and when the shots cease your belly was sore

I’m here to relate to the universal language of love

Spoken, sang, composed and none of this scripture woke

So choke on it if you have to because I know the truth might steal your breath

But you’ll spit out the lies and woke sleepy joe bullshit that you sip on

Tune yo shit

Listen up

This is the shit that not only slaps but hits

The soul because gold is found in deep dark holes

Where you might feel like the search for it is blind and hopeless but when you dig in the darkest hole the brightest light will shine because you actually put up a fight for your life

Richly rewarded shall be

Just fulfill the good lords prophecy

He died for you and me

Sins mean nothing where we’re gonna be

All thanks to j C

He’s in you and he’s in me

So keep it real g

Make music and pay respect

To the Holy Spirit the bearer of our cross so we may live eternally in he.

[loveitorleaveit310]

Blame it on the pch traffic

Or how this hat fits

The way you don’t recognize me in passing

But as it happens as it comes

I bend my knees in the sand

With one prayer in my heart

I ask the man upstairs that this one might land

Take away my sins I’ve committed

As happen stance I’m right here right now

Ready to take a vow

That this place that poisened me

Might have taught me

A thing or two

Since those drunken nights at 22

Look at you all still right here

With your hand around that beer

From that micro brewery that one that’s name slips out memory truly

What’s the purpose my old baby

I’ll tell you what you instilled in me

If I wasn’t here weekly or daily I was

Out of line out everyone’s mind

You warned me that you and everyone I held true to my naive heart

Was rooting for me

But I deceived

Myself and my family everything around me was a sham it was all written I sand

These beaches are paradise but all memories are lost

In this place where we all had our cake and we would scarf it down

Because that’s what you do

When they sky is so blue everyday that ended with a y

So now you see

The struggle for me

I am lost again in another city

I made my home

Where the cowboys should roam

But it’s not their home

It’s where art comes to grow

And I made it my home

Where it won’t be forgotten

Because I carved it in a stone

This place is music

This place is love

Just some weirdos dancing to the beat of their drum

And bass they gave me a taste

Uh oh I think I’m becoming Apart of the this place

I am Lost in

Austin

Where the tide can’t wash away our minds and we dance to find

One another

And sing together until that sun beats down on those sky rises downtown

But fuck it were just getting lost in Austin

Where the sauce leads us to the faucets

Of bass and strumming that 6 string

So you and me

Let’s see what

We can find

In Austin

[mylifemyrulesalysway]

“On nights when my tank says empty and I can no longer venture along the oh so familiar highway I know like the back of my hand. I surrender to what ever power at be that has brought me to a slow stop. Instead of fear, worry or anger, I gaze up to the night sky. It shines its bright light upon me. I lay back and gaze a moment longer knowing that the beautiful vast sky is a place of solace. A place born in a violent way, I wonder how it stays so calm and peaceful. The stars shine, twinkle, and put the most virile of men in a trance. Never will you see a more true and stunning site.”

— A.B.

[mylifemyrulesalysway]

“Forever will I remember our last embrace. You're palms a little sweaty your gaze somewhere else. Moments pass yet the discomfort stays. butterflies made of steel drops and punctures my abdomen. You don’t notice the blood. I think “ Oh man this song is so romantic let's slow dance”. I reach out to grab you with hopes to pull you so close that we melt into one. You pull away. Ouch. The wind is the next thing I notice. I thought ‘ I have no bigger desire than to trade places with the wind…I need to float away and flow wherever I desire to go’ . Snapping out of my little breezy dream. I realize you are sitting right there. You seem farther than before. Why won’t you look at me like you used to? Wait? Now I remember. When we were “in love” you never held me nor gazed into my baby blues. I can finally remember. As if I were in a trance and finally snapped out of it. I never loved you and you never loved me. You are a fraud. You are a nothing. Goodbye, Good Riddance to you, M.P.”

— A.B.

[mylifemyrulesalysway]

“Chaos just a word to some, however any being that knew her knew the true and pure definition of ‘chaos’. Violent, passion, filled, lost woman. Consumed with the quest to find even only a glimpse of her true meaning in life. Unable and unwilling to settle for anything that didn’t light her spirit on fire. An unstoppable force of nature born out of determination and eagerness to grow with knowledge at every opportunity. Yet somehow she lost the spark that used to light the passion in her soul. She sought out anything everyone anywhere to ignite that spark. Empty handed she turns every time. Truly unable to find herself again. Stuck in limbo she seemed. Until she became truly exhausted by the thought of being stuck in the middle of happiness and numbness. A choice is what was right in front of her. Easy way out or pick herself up put in the work and reclaim her life.”

—

[mylifemyrulesalysway]

“Purosely Lost. Forever sounds like a lifetime, However sometimes its just a promise at the break of dawn. 2 bottles of Jack deep wondering “ What is going on?" ” What am I doing here?“ "Who is this creature staring back at me in the reflection?” How strange is this. Recognizing only somewhat of whats left of the soul you used to call yours. Finally waking up from the frenzy of loosing yourself after the reflection shows you what is truly happening. The running away from a life you run to every night willingly. One shot, two shot. Things happen. A lot. Sometimes just a little. But never not. This is the true and sad happenings of a soul not lost, just broken. Splitting herself into pieces for each city she ventures too. From La to Chicago To New York. Her favorite. She speaks to these cities. She gives a piece of herself to every city she wanders, wondering where the next party will be that she will shed her skin at.”

— A.B.

[mylifemyrulesalysway]

“‘Almost’ Should have, Could have, Would have… The oldest tragedy known to man. ‘Almost’. Scars deeper and longer than any other type of heartbreak. The ache of an 'almost’ is dull, deep pulsating and unforgiving. Almost doesn’t know mercy nor does it care. Almost will leave you feeling empty, The kind of empty that feels like someone is scraping you from the inside out until you're unrecognizable even to yourself. 'Almost’ is a piece of shrapnel lodged so close to your heart that the surgeons cannot take it out and you just have to live with it. Everyday the 'almost’ shrapnel could migrate and move into your heart cavity and kill you. Yet it won’t because it is an 'almost’. Almost will always be almost. It won’t kill you but it will sure as the sky is blue make you believe it will.”

— A.B.  (via mylifemyrulesalysway)

[mylifemyrulesalysway]

“Girl next door has never sat well with her. She is fire she is ice. Every move she makes is a roll of the dice. Empty her cup will never be. She flirts with danger. She dances with masks in Versace suits. She plays with dollar signs dressed as warmth and comfort. She runs away from time, She's running the clock out. Dreams a myth never to be actualized. Blue eyes reflect the shore. Of course she could never see those beautiful blues like others can. I think that's why she never believed it when he said she was the most gorgeous thing he had ever laid his eyes on. She never saw the way the dawn sky reflected off of her crystal blue eyes. She never got to see the shimmer of the rays hitting her just right. She knew one thing. No matter how pretty the boys said her eyes were, no matter how many times they tried to convince her she was stunning and her eyes were like a pond of diamonds and could take any man with just a short glimpse. She never believed it for herself. She always acted as if she was mundane. Just pretty enough t get by. She carried herself like she was just one of the boys and she liked it that way. Humble. Simple. And unwilling to trust anyone else`s opinion of her and her beauty. She didn't care about the compliments. She knew… She knew that the true beauty she embodied was inside of her. She knew the real treasure she had was her soul. She knew they were full of shit.”

— A.B.  (via mylifemyrulesalysway)

[mylifemyrulesalysway]

She had few decades under her belt, she was no more than 21. Just a girl who flew away from home as quick as the sky is blue. Young girl following her heart.

The man behind the creation of such a creature. Her first love, best friend, protector and biggest fan;

Her Father. He didn't fight or shout. He let her run free and create her own path in this chaotic world. Only thing is, He was the only one living in the world she created. It was better that way he thought. It was better that way for her too. He laughed at all her jokes. When she cried he was her rock however when alone he cried for her heartache too. Just trying to catch a glimpse of the sunlight she can only imagine him doing, awaiting her final arrival as she bid them both adue. Eyes wearing and heart lonesome enough you pack the last of my things and he taillights of your car say the goodbye for you. Your throat dry and chest out of breathe from always picking up my mess. I broke your heart long ago. I knew you would reconcile with me once more like you always seem to do. The nights spent wishing the creak of those wood floors would brace her sullen ear drums once more. Well, they're infinite in fact. Not as infinite as the nightmares that have found residence in her every slumber. The nightmares never cease. Yet, her stomach never quivers. Strong, "Strong like bull." Her father said to amuse her in times of melancholy.

“Pain is just something the mind creates to tell you that your alive. “

Embrace it!

Own it!

Conquer it!

- A.B.

[mylifemyrulesalysway]

“Some say your twenties are for living free and carelessly, others say its to learn from ever mistake making sure to not repeat them or else it might be detrimental to the result of your life. The only people who actually have an say in the matter are the ones who have passed through the decade necessary to to mold them into “ the serious, settled and content” adults they were always scared they never thought they could be.”

—

[mylifemyrulesalysway]

Pick Your Poison, Cup Of Tea or Get Drunk On Me…A Shot Of Whiskey.

She is Sunday brunch,

I am the Saturday morning hangover, scraping myself out of the bed of a lover never to be seen again.

She is the woman who fights wars with grace and poise,

I am the woman who fights wars in red lipstick and my weapon of choice is a bottle of Jameson and mistakes I don`t have time to think twice about.

She doesn't say much when she gets upset or hurt.

I will scream and pound on your chest, I will paint my lips deep red and numb the pain under these Hollywood lights.

She will stay home on a Saturday when you have a boys night.

I‘lol tell my girlfriends to come over and we will finish one bottle, two, maybe three. Then decide to hit the town, only to stumble in smelling like a cigarette and a lingering feeling of shame I won’t remember at 8 a.m.

Yet it’s only then when the morning is searing your retinas and your head feels like it’s going to explode that everything’s seems too clear.

I’m Im never going to the one for your dear…

Sincerely,

The girl you fell in love with however also the girl you will inevitably leave. - AB

[mylifemyrulesalysway]

I will never be anyones. I will get just close enough for the tips of your fingers to touch me only for a moment. The next thing you’ll see is my dress in the wind. The next thing you’ll hear is the sound of my heels and a half drunk promise you know I’ll never keep. You will never remember the color of my eyes or the way my top lip curls when I am enamored with the beauty of the cityscape at night. I will always be there, lingering in the back of your mind. For that is out of my control. -

A.B.