This was pretty tense week for me, 2 weeks ago a condom broke and her period was late, until today so I’m still not gonna be a father, I’m little disappointed in my seeds but I’m glad I don’t have to settle down yet.

New poems soon to come,
Be safe

I’m a fool,
Is love really this simple or I’m just a fool.

Is sex really just a tool of love or I’m just a fool.
I’m a fool.

Fuck you and your rules,
I’m here standing alone waiting for news,
Waiting for something to happen,
And waiting for someone to say it.

I’m a fool,
But I don’t regret it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJBZDrUEYYo

lol, now I feel bad

Mornings have never been so long,
I’m working my ass on some regular job,
Sweating like I’m in her with my hard as rock.

She is at home waiting for me to come.
So she can come.
And her shivering body will make me come.

I’m coming. I’m coming home.
But I know I will have to leave again soon,
I’m praying for a free afternoon.

Night has never been so short,
And I needed it to last forever.

Love is hate,
Hate is love.

Im lost in love,
Im found in hate.

I got love for everyone,
But I hate only you.

Bitch, I hate you 2.

How should I put it down?
Where was I, why I wasnt around?

I was fuckin my old chick, that old old chick,
Yeah that ruined my new chick, that old new chick,
Now I got me a new chick, that new but old chick,
My penis is a dick, yeah, same old dick.

All the drama, yeah I liked it,
My dick so loud, its exciting,
Now everyone knows about it,
Even her mom called me I hanged up,
Her boyfriend scared to let her go,
And Im still fucking, I love that ho.

Yo yo,
I posted that song Dump Dump on my profile for all you niggas,
Then I posted Sorry for all my bitches, tell my RG niggas
to go and annotate this shit her´.
Shout out to Yo Gotti and ASAP Ferg.

Sun can battle clouds,
But it cant fight the night.

That’s how this feels.
I may shine all I want,
But dark is too real.
I wanna do but I don’t, is it lack of will.

I’m concealed inside these walls,
I’m inside this box, so how can I think outside?
But am I? I’m still here, baby don’t cry.

Baby please swallow your pride and take what’s yours.
I’m yours baby, you know I’m still yours.

She confuses hate with love,
She is just another one.

She hates my stories, she hate the way I treat her,
She hates my pride, she hates the way I leave her,
She hates my confidence, she hates the way she miss me,
She hates my mystery, she loves the way I kiss her.

And its not my fault baby,
Its the other chick that did this to me,
I just trying to get over her,
I just doing what you let me.

You don’t deserve that, but you want to deserve me,
You all ready got all baby, you got everything that I share.

And that ain’t me. Sorry but that ain’t me.

Fucking her, thinking bout you.

Wish I could fuck you again.

Wish I knew it was our last time.

Do I really believe it was our last time?

Do you believe that baby?

Don’t be mad at her, she is just helping me.

Be mad at yourself, because you ain’t letting me.

Let me be your friend, let me do you again.

Memories are still there,
Questions in my head,
Do I still care?
Should I go?
What if I see you there?
Will I tell you no if you ask for another affair?

Have you met my new girl,
She is good girl, but she aint mine,
So I guess cheating on her wouldn’t be a crime.
But she is so near, and I guess that is all I need.

For now…

Yeah,
Yeah, I love your tits,
Mmmmm, so soft and round,
So firm and healthy.

I could squeeze them all day,
I could wash my face in them,
I could rub my cock on them,
All day, all day.

Jerk my cock with them.
Until I cum on them.
Everyday, everyday.

What is going on in this thread?

I miss your hate.

I miss hating you,
I miss you hating me,
I miss our angry fucks,
I miss our sober nights.

I miss fucking you for my own pleasure.

I miss you like you miss us both.

This has been going on for 10 months, and I missed it?

I have been writing bad love poems to some one who might as well be no one (because it’s not really them, just the indefinable) for 4 fucking years. Maybe 5% are anywhere near good. Feel ya, though.