#that's not fair what if the hoes scarin me

[chiarrara]

hood jjk living in my mind rent free

[joseyfeli1-blog]

Triple Threat By Josey

Oh,

here it is.

Yep,

of course.

It's stricken

I'm- Tick, Tick n'

Tick, Tick

and defective

and confusing

better get to boozing!

so won't be losing

and continuously wasting

space, time and emotions.

Can't stop the fixations.

Start of the predisposition

of jumping to conclusion

and watching the worse case scenario

wash over me like a tidal wave

while I eat these fucking oreos.

Mmm they my fave

this box is their grave

no want to save

no problem with them, They've

Got me moving to a rave.

Not such a place of tame,

all calling me lame.

If I get an attack they be the blame.

God, my heart on flame,

wish to get the fuck out and flame on,

Shit I shouldn't have came!

Feeling like imma get my puke on.

got in a stall and claim, the throne

Goddamn it's a shame that my aim is off taken,

can't remember my name,

my game is forsaken,

holy shit I have a weak frame.

In just this time frame

I could've played a computer game, changed my surname, defeated a war-game, rerouted the mainframe, made it on the hall of fame for a fuckin golf game, maybe played a board game, kissed a dame, start and end my fame, fix a window frame, fucked with a company name, screw over the family name, bounce a check over an insurance claim, try my hand in the gambling game, disinflame my heart burn, set my lust aflame, nail a picture frame on the wall of shame, stare at a candle flame, star in a con game, create a stage name,

disclaim my first name, exclaim in name that is all the same, and one of the same, and truly it is such a shame.

If only I were to overcome, this burning wart.

Now I got these Hoes

shouting spit and eating their ho-hos.

All I can wail is, "Oh no! The prom's tomorrow!"

An' all these P-O-Cs, they tellin' me!

"Won't you stop worrin' 'bout the whales!"

"No need to learn Braille!"

"Don't eat that! It's stale!"

"All you got to do is exhale!"

"I'm gonna blackmail you, for drinking that cocktail. But Imma need more detail on what makes you shake that tail, talk to me female! I mean the fuck! You a shemale? Goddamn you are a fail!"

Uhm, Hmm. Well, Uh. Mmm...

All words escaping

Mouth like a bar,

Vaping.

Best would be taping

and explaining,

and talking,

but maybe it'll end up fine.

Only awareness takes time.

Can't lie, that isn't fine,

Gotta say that sounds assanine.

Oh shit! It's nine; little late, don't you think

time for your friend?

No not one with hands and warmth,

the one where you seek for

a being that took time to make,

one that is processed for your problem.

There you go, you're getting it,

something that helps you defend, gets you out of these chills.

helps you pretend- Fuck, take your pills! Already,

No life ain't glam, Just fuckin' swallow them!

Uh, oh.

Here's the hell-

so here it is

it's gotta start

the span of its flight

has taken height.

it's been fun,

anxious.

Tonight I forget everything.

Now gets cautious,

but not an alien feeling

let it with openiness.

Till it's sealing,

not allowing leaking.

Feels cold.

Don't get bold;

just let go of your hold,

realize your worth.

Had it since birth;

it's the truth,

gotta let these go.

They say they care,

No!

Just don't want to bare.

"Don't have an idea of what to do?"

"Nothing you want to share?"

What would that do to Bo?

Nah; that's not fair.

Internalize;

keep it inside

keep it down

and pipe down!

No one wants to hear that shit!

It's your shit

you fucking handle it!

Your fault you got bit

Better fix it;

on one sit!

You're so full of shit!

You gonna be like this?

All your life?

'Til end of time?

Why must I be shite!?

Stop feeling this.

Be that Bitch!

Act fucking different!

Change yo taste,

altify your accent,

conform your heart!

Call this the opposite

site of high.

I've finished my hustle

get ready for this bustle

no need to hurry.

But bye,

Hello.

Hi-

Mind for an intro?

Your a huge reason I cry

No need for the duction,

fuck you, you mess with my diction.

Quite so.

So,

Start? No.

Why not Hoe?

Cause I love teasing you. The feeling I get from you, not needing to brew, making you feel blue, changing your life askew, fucking you like a corkscrew, kicking your ass like I know kung fu, thought you had luck to get through set proof to set through and pull through not knowing that I'll just cut through and push you and use nitro to subdue you. I know how to live up to and move into, like a metal screw, to just eff with you.

I may be a shrew, but we both know this is overdue. Oh look! navy blue, your favorite hue. Now to give you my review and cause you to mew! Thought you'd grew? And flourish, become a florist, and polish yourself, to tarnish me? You can't leave me, I am apart of you, and I come back to say boo!

I've been told to be happy.

To grow up and make it snappy.

Maybe all I need is a long nappy?

A dirt nap. A few pills can help, do it in a snap. And then you won't care whats happening, nope.

But everyone says not to, that I shouldn't strew with you. All I gotta do is sit and wait for my breakthrough, and collect my internal revenue, then I'll feel like new.

No!

What? No?

Yes! Dear god, yes! Think 'bout it, all life is a mess, no more stress over a dress, to not obsess with the success of life, to possess this gallant crest.

Do I need to digress? No more worrin' about the economic process, your life is your business, I'm the boss.

Sit all crisscross and pray under my cross. I'll tell you how to toss, and throw your life away and end up dead and glossed. Take a huff of Nos. No one wants you, you not a loss. The redcross hate you, wasted their time on you already, emboss yourself in gallons of hot sauce, seriously you are not a capital loss. Trust me, I ain't a double cross.

'S not what everyone is sayin'

Idiot! they lyin'! What? You ain't gonna give in? You want be cowadice? Fine!

Now you're scarin-

Good!

Now come on! Get the show on! Get the knife and show your brawn! Spread that fake lawn on your face and smile for a while! You've brought this on yourself! Can't blame anyone! I'm inside you! I frown upon you! You bastard can't handle this!

It'll all be gone at the swipe of a knife.

You're ridiculous.

What?

You saying that you're insidious,

So what?

You are hideous. You're acting villainous. You're my oblivion.

Look, I'm the one that-

Stop! At this period I am the one that ain't delirious. You the amphibian, you ain't got experience to run this machinery; I've been the imperious, you haven't dealt the injurious I put us through, you such a devious bitch! God you're the idiot! Acting mysterious and serious, you ain't lastin' longer than Sirius. And I'm being considerate; damn, I feel vigorous. Despiteous our affiliates it's obvious your nefarious acts are just reruns, and you're outta acts to play out and this is your last scene and as you seek a finish line you won't see an end, and you won't be seen or all you've been will just be part of a trash bin.

Now it's time for your blubberin' an' wailing! While I'll hunt you down like whale and dump your blubber where it pollutes and consume you.

You got salt?

No.

Probably cause you got smelt, and dealt with! Time to halt and exalting whale oil on you and start training for the loss of Traan and switch to partnership of solar and water transition to power of position, stop hating on trans, and take trip on a train and brain over the thought of dispossession on me from now on.

You've lost me, I ain't losing myself. Not over you.