Have you ever been in trouble? Have you ever been so scared about where you are headed that all you can think to do is grip the arm rests, close your eyes, and just take the ride to see what happens?
I have.
I am sitting in the presence of two of my best friends in the world. We haven't known each other for very long. In fact, when we all came together and found each other, we were all complete strangers. The crazy thing about life is that the friends you work the hardest for are never around for very long. Best friends somehow just become present. Always. Its a beautifully twisted thing, is it not?Sometimes its good to get into trouble. It feels dangerous. It is inky. It is exciting. A real thrill. For those of you who do not know, a thrill is one of the most liberating feelings a person can experience. Although, thrills come in all shapes and sizes. For some, a walk to the mail box does it. it happens. For others a crazy, loop filled, make-you-scream roller coaster is what gets them going. That's just it, though, right?
Whatever gets you going.The thing about messing with trouble is eventually it catches up to you. Eventually, you get caught. At least a little bit. A little bit you say? Well, kids, there is always a bright side if you look for one. There has to be. It's the rules! You know, if there is good, there is bad. If there is God, there is Satan. If there is Sun, there is Rain. Rich and poor. Cold and hot. You get it. moving on. Needless to say, lemonade is one of my favorite drinks. Which is appropriately convenient for a girl who gets handed a lot of lemons.
Speaking of lemons, ALLEGEDLY, chocolate cake shots are a mighty fine idea. According to a panel of responsible adults ages 21 and up, of course. How do you do it right? ALLEGEDLY, you take a small slice of lemon and put some sugar on it. Set that aside. Then, get some SKYY vodka... (well I suppose any vodka would do. what do I know?) mix it with the chocolate liquore. Frangelica, I believe. A little bit goes a long way. pour both of those into a shot class. Now you are ready for a treat! Take the previously sugared lemon wedge and bite it :) don't be scared, just do it. THEN! QUICK! Take the shot. And voi la! Liquid cake that eventually makes you drunk. Now, take a breather, and repeat until desired results are obtained. It really is quite tastey... ALLEGEDLY! I guess I got a little distracted.
Sometimes, great minds think alike. Like tonight, when my friends and I were writing back and forth to each other on none other than, you guessed it, facebook. Things were getting a little bit poetic and a lot a bit deep. It was kind of therapeutic and pretty impressive. Take a gander.
We are going to be famous.
We'll start with Blue. I call him lil' bro Blue.
"you
say dueces, i say triplets. they niplets, they cold. we bold. i said it
one time, i'll do it thrice times. cuzz we ain't scared, we impared,
ballin in the beach sand, ohh no, here comes the rain, man. we stand
still cause he know the deal. yeahh,
he'll try to drill, but we all know it's juss for the thrill. now we
behind the wheel, drivers seat in this snitch. were sewer rich, were
ballin so throw me the pitch, take the bat to the ball, down the hall,
it's rainin, we dancin, they prancin, cause they know we ain't romancin.
i feel like shakespeare, writin these lyrics here, but we ball hard,
cause nobody comes near." ~Dakota Blue
Followed by me. They call me Juicy J...
"when your dancing in a rain,
the pain isn't the same. it gets a little numb, put your index to your
thumb and riide it low and slow. 'head down, knees closed, eyes forward.'
its all in the life. all in the movement. in every breath of air i find
something else. not just life but a song. clearin that. drawing circles
that turn into eyes. staring right through this skin. wearing a mask
with a smile so big. its hiding all those secrets. you can't take it.
you couldn't even pretend. because all those people who smile back are
just players in this game." ~Josie Rae
and then Charzard said...
"Damnnn
you guys just shit on me double! How they gonna play us like this? The
devil lurks around lunch time tomorrow and angels will fall from the
sky. Were pushing our limits and reaching out for help but with no
where to turn, were lost in the path of
the least resistance and selling our souls cheap. Were not trying to go
to the dark side but sometimes you do what you do. Its slamming hard
tomorrow and maybe for the next few weeks, we have to prepare. NOW.
Before we are completely taken over by the fame, money and power. In the
end you have to love yourself, and like you for you. Otherwise you will
never come back to planet earth and hopefully your soul will find the
right direction. For now the willows haunt the future and the brook will
be crumbling down into a never ending spiral. We can do it, we just
have to believe in ourselves" ~Charlie Patrick
words have billions of meanings.
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ME:lovin on this photograph lil bro blue
BLUE:you know im your big bro
blue, lookin out for the rain, mayne, cause we know it's in our brain.
So tell me juicy, why are we so flyy, in the freezing cold. oh yeahhh, I
forgot...we bold.
ME: don't trip blue. your my big
lil B. you gots the heights, i gots the wise. this is my demise. my
honor. with us it's never borin. we'll be sellin it in the mornin.
BLUE:comin up from the gutters,
one o'clock rolls around, close all the shutters. it's goin down,
whether you like it or not, you better replace that frown. I'm your big
lil B, it'll never be juss a story, it'll ride dirty, right next to you
like it's 3:30. you feel me juicy? and i
meant A.M. it's gonna haunt, and it's gonna taunt. But we'll look back
with a smile, even when were all old and scenile. most people become
dried up like a lake, a prune, but we'll be in the sand doons, maybe in
the jungle, baboons. These rhymes are no mistake, at one point it was a
heartache. breathe, take it in, soak it up, let the heat drain all sin.
Under the wings of this pheonix, birds, their watchin. soaring in the
skyy, but riddle me this one thing cause i really wanna know why. I poor
it out, take it in but in the end it always seems to win. down the
drains, it IS in my brain. the nucleus, alpha, up the tubes to the sky,
and ill make it rain on em, to the brain... and then you can take this
riddle, but it might become brittle. trust, it's built into the game and
if your tryin to say sain, best get used to the rain.
ME: baboons lil' B? you are
monkeying my mind. they say get to your grind. but my grinds been
grinding me! what more can i do? what more can i say? to make all of
everyone's hurt melt away... i don't know the answer to that one B. But I
guess i'm about to find out. you'll see.
BLUE:In the future juicy, we'll
see. it'll come down like poseidon in the middle of the ocean, poring
rain, we'll all be dancing on titanic, so don't freight, there's no need
to paniccc. :)
ME: good deal.. and our words, the ones by lil B and Juicy? boy they are ill. soon our minds will be free as the sea.
...
Well I guess I lost focus on exactly what I began to write about, today. But maybe the moral is this: No matter how bad things get, they can always get much worse... Just kidding. Like, that is true, but eventually things will get better. Someone, somewhere will pull through and be able to show you an option that you didn't even know you had. A way out. A get out of hell free card.
~miss Rae
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