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Name: Jason Birthday: 2/24/1989 Gender: Male
Interests: Girls Girls Girls Girls..Girls I do adore!<3 =B
Games too..>.>
Art
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Some Rock Music
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I utterly dislike most Punk
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Member Since:
7/12/2004
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| .....Dream On, Jason.....
It's hard to be in love with a good girl, A good girl out to prove she ain't innocent I know I liked what I saw in her, but now I'm feelin it I hated it, you were so much better innocent It's a dissappointment you show yourself to many different men.. But I'm a man, and I can't say I wouldn't be the same I am the same, dispite what I say I loved your display Hey, you and me could prob-ab-bly never be So I guess it's a treat for my mind trickin me... I shouldn't be, so fuckin angry, I considered beggin someone to hang me, and choke the words from me, slowly, death, glimmor, my desires, all die like small kitchen fires, reality sucks like babys with pastifyres... I'm confused, have I really loved you? Or lusted you... Quite sure people have had visions of humpin' you Or you of humpin' them, cause all the phone bones Im sure you rode, I know your halo isn't really real yo.. but its ok...though I don't like my current emo, I know that you are grown, who am I to judge, I'm 16, you damn near 20, why should you give a fuck? It's just my luck, lettin my mind race at a pace too fast Fell in love real fast, got confused real fast, but when I see you My heart still beats real fast. Like a fuckin fantasy, Im a developin' man see, I still think I'll be with one chick forever, B...but nah, I'm too ahead of myself, so, I'm gonna get real before I get ill J.Steele still is J.Steele til he six feet after his timeglass fill...
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| My Mind
My mind is a horrible place, this I gaurentee
Hey, my mind ain't the place to be, if you were me, clearly you'd see
But Let me see if I can help you see what I see,
see, it's kinda hard to see, and explain acuurately, YO
I've done some wrong in my life span,
Yeah, but doin wrong ain't this poems highlight man,
My mind is the highlight man, tonight's my night man
Two years I'm officially a man, two years I officially planned That I will officially be in,
The, wrestlin' world, entertainin adults to boys and girls doin my thing, na' mean? It's a dream I've had since 3 years prior to teens That's nine years I've been a feind, at least I think.
I've been the one to look up to Stone Cold, The Rock, I'm so bold I'd rock the 'rko'. Which I did, ya'll saw the shirt kids
I'm the biggest fan there is, I'm the biggest fan there IS!
This isn't meant to be my best entry I just had a little on my mind, so I spoke what was in me | | |
| This shit is updated.
(Girls @ School)
Here I am, thinkin about you again, and again, Here I am, thinkin about what we coulda been, And again, Here I am, wishin I could still see ya friend, Lost contact, like spectacleless nerds who swim.. They got a lost contact.., I just made that up, I hope You get that. Emotional man comin through, might wanna get back...I spits that flow straight from my bloodstream And even though Blood seems thicker than water I'd still die for a friend's son or daughter. My niece Niya oughta be crowed the Earth's princess...yes, I've seen her few, but you bet Uncle Jason's gonna answer her wish list for Christmas. I'm different...I really don't like to hang. With Family or friends, hell, not even with my momma, mang. I'm different, Let me explain, I'm just different I'm not the 'norm', Normally I don't perform jugement, I'm indifferent. We all sin, thus I cannot say shit About you, or about anything you did, Kid, but listen, here I am..thikin about you... But I'm driftin..., it gets chaotic when I think about you Just listen...you prolly can hear me when I think about you Cause I be spittin'...every time I think about you. I settled with it, before you left, I just ain't ya type Even if I change at the end of the day, I just aint ya type I'm gonan remain me, remain in my ways, regardless if I'm ya type Cause my emotions so far have stayed the same, so my emotions I'm gon' type.
My life..., filled with heartache, change, and growin' up By my second heart break, psh, I just stopped givin a fuck. First or second grade, I liked this girl, sweet as lemonade I did my best to get her to come sit beside ME, but hey! It turns out when I got the courage that day, She slipped me a phone number, turns out it was fake. I dialed and dailed, rung and rung, hung on for days It led nowhere, but I didn't accept that til the end of my summer days. Came back to school, new school, turns out she was Nowhere in sight, my heart was crushed, blood rushed started foggin my sight...Nicole played me, but we was young B! I learned my lesson... Don't bug a female too much, cause her, you'll only be stressin'...
Second out the back, red bone, thick, didn't know if I could handle dat, Charlie had her first and it hurts for me to even admit that. By all means I was better but I guess bein better ain't always better. Love letter got slipped, right away I was WHIPPED. But with this Whip, I got this feelin, shit, I was jeaslous as shit. The girl skated with another dude, I was jealous as shit. I tried to get someone to hit him, cause I was jealous as shit. I was jeaslous as shit, cause I couldn't skate worth a shit! Turns out we got into it, split right there, right on the dot I did what I did, said what I said, like it or not. That day, I swear to god I wish I woulda died. Cause soon as I got in the house I sat down and cried. I felt stupid as fuck, It was just my fuckin luck or my fuckin ego, that let me go as far as calling her slut! Melissa Forkinbrock, I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart We had a good start, but my jealosy tore us apart. I learned a lesson, I guess it's just a blessin in disguise Trust ya chick, don't get jealous cause she has fun with other guys! To my suprise, I don't no more, cause I grew some more. Let me get on with my life, so I can share some more.
Brandi, she liked me, but I didn't like her. I was pressured into it, Cause she thought I liked her. Lies on both sides spread out fast like wild fire. She's a wild fire, we had no chemestry so I doubt that we could work...I wonder where she is now.. and if now maybe we can work? I was ashamed to have that Dame locked up under my arm. But the old saying is sayin if a man loses a woman...he gets the palm. Ha ha. In that same year, I feel deep in love with the beauty of Jonalyn, I'm sorry baby if I misspelled, it's been a while since, I wrote it, still to this day I've been hopin maybe we could get together. We like from two different worlds, I'm broke, you makin cheddar, I got medium success, You doin better, you beautiful, me, depends on the weather We both prolly too cautious to ever get together. I understand ya father's strict, I understand you prolly don't like it, by it I mean that I've admitted that I liked you, but I think you didn't like it. I understand you might have a man, Just understand I aint tryin to mac. Just understand I'm still a friend, and I just want you to be happy. I learned 2 lessons here, Don't be ashamed, and don't be desperate. All my lessons apply definately with this next chick.
We started off a little rocky, but then we got to know eachother growed with eachother, shared laughs and jokes with eachother. If you didn't have a brother, I'd prolly be considered that, but we ain't gotta consider that, I'm like ya brother, in fact you like my sister, that's fact, but lets rewind a little, lets go back to the times we first met, let me explain how I felt. All my life lessons came into play with you... I've been jealous at times, even compared myself to who been wit you. Wanted to impress you, so I kicked rhymes to try to I liked you so much, defended when niggas called you all kinds a sluts I wasn't hearin it. Years went on, we both got older, yup. As we got older, our bond got stronger. I went from, lust to love, you are a gift from above. Wasn't ashamed that I really liked you, cuz. Stopped gettin jealous of people around you girl, Didn't try to stress you, cause I was always around ya girl! You know the rest, I don't gotta repeat it,but still tho My best female friend for life, Becky Casillo.
OOOH OOH, You thought I was done? I got one last hon! Yes, ONE LAST HON! The most recent..all following lessons apply... She inspired me to write this, but before a bond was formed We had ta say bye-bye... I'm quite sure most a ya'll know she's a hottie, I won't say no names, but she goes by.......----
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| OKAY! IM RELOADED!
Yeah, its been a long motherfucking time, and I have a lot of fucking shit to say bitches. So sit back, and READ.
First of all, I wanna cover the fact that I'm sick of school. Day after day, its the same thing, like jobs. There is no excitement, and I see no point in even going anymore--aside of seeing some of my best peoples.
Let me just write this down in a more...poetic form....
FUCK SCHOOL. The Rules is meant to bruise the mind of teens who choose to abide, and teens who choose to let words fly. Just an annoyance, like Weekend Homework. We got busy lives, cause after school it's home, work. This just ain't gon' work. If I gotta look at the Washington Monument on Sobota's face again, a knuckle sammige--hell yeah I'm gon' serve.
Bad kids drivin in the parkin lot, swirvin, rollin weed a-lot, hurtin, tryin to buy weed a lot, lurkin in the lots is yours truely, cold nigga, no jewelry,there's yet to be a bomb bitch that can pull me, like Keyra.
No asses passes the test. Baby was bangin so much, had to get a bulletproof vest, yes. She had the body, aside of small breasts, she was the best I ever had in this life, yes.
I miss Amanda, :( plain and simple. The girl headed to Vegas, so for a few years I sees no dimples. I understand she was hangin wit her man, BUT, I ain't tryin to home in, I got much respect for that Bruh!
This flow here, is hand taylored, ya man made it. I re-invint the game, you just play with yaself like Ang' Sailor. That fat backed bitch, prolly could eat a rack-a ribs. Last I heard from Piqo, that bitch ain't got no nips! Ain't tryin to put ya business out, its just for the sake of my rhymes, and at the current time, just sayin whats on my mind!
Like Becky and her unborn baby, wishin the best of luck. I'll tuck somethin special if anybody try to fuck wit her. It went Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring, all year long she been my friend. 8th Grade, 9th Grade, 10th Grade, 11th and then, I realized I wasn't infatuated like I was back then. I'm a growin man, B' is just my best friend, ya hear me man?
Mike D' got that ill write-ting, non bite-ing any M-C, try to fuck wit him you fuck wit me! It's bad news if you try to write yo, cause we'll kill you, only good news is that you'll have to switch to Geiko. Cause after we find you, we gonna put more dents in ya shit than half these Kankakee hoes!
there...here's ya fuckin update. Jas' out. | | |
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