english writing

jesus christ….

So is 12.37 a.m
and i have no end
let me begin….
12 p.m is what my morning bell,
that should be my hot woman wich I pay every month,
she is my hunt,
point being… I have no point,
she woke me up just to tell that I should clean
the blood in that bathroom that I did screw
yep, got to a fight again with the marrocans,
it was them that they got a little group around me
so let me be, didn’t have my cool ice cream or knife to be beating…or something else,
told ya, this little fucking town I have to be on my tows to hold ya.
Anyways, the hot girl that is my roommate starts banging the door,
I was snapping really, so I hear and saw a bird and yelled, ” what the fuck now is twelve p.m”
So the door keeps pounding, I’m pissed off and no understanding, open it
and here is my hot cool mate, asked ” there is blood in the bathroom is it yours?”
I said no. Then I realised that my hand was bloody, so I told her that yes! That is my
shit, she laughs and tells me like a mother to stop fighting with the marrocans….
not going to happen, they come to Spain, to sell drugs and hit the shit out of people,
nope sirs and seerees, I’ll fight them until I die, and having the police on my way…..
I think since these other idiots are shit heads, but I started my campaign, and I will
finish it. And going with the risk that are involved, been in worst situations though,
so I do know the consequences wich are made of interferences.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

I can’t live without you

You are smarter than me
You are truly beautiful inside and out
You are the best thing that has happen to me

So hit!!!
i love you
like a dummy i’m amuse
you hate things that i do
Jeeesus,you’re a pain in the neck
since i’m a wreak
and you make me
to be
not so much of that be
you got me
and stinging like a bee
i can’t live without you
because of the love you give me
i know you do see
the love that i know i can give you
simple, i just love you

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

I´m just a weirdo

The day to day events for me is no pretense, of…. doing anything
about this and that thing.
Now, if I get the news of my family being in trouble
I find myself in my bubble wich is to get my head straight,
get my act together, and my hands don´t tremble.

I just do what I have
to do to support them and I might add also me. I am a fuck up, but
once the shit hits the fan, you better want this fuck up to be there.
Is a strange dichotomy that I have, I can be a screw up when things are “O.K”
And when they are not, then I go to what I call my “robotic mode”, I know
I have to do X Y and Z. So then, lets gets going.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.