I saw this exercise on The Berrics once. Decided to use it to strengthen what little talent I might possess. So here is a couple quickies I thought of.
I loved her. She killed me.
Old car. Jack Daniels. New coffin.
I was cold. She's my blanket.
Dead broke. Lotto ticket. Mad cake......son. (Yeah, I cheated)
Biggie Smalls is still the illest.
Your mom is a nasty woman.
When she cried, I just smiled.
These might have sucked but whatever.
Monday, July 6, 2009
I always tell myself to never live a moment with an ounce of regret. While at this present moment in time it still bears true, there are things that have happened in my life where given the opportunity to, I would change in an instant.
I wish that I had found skateboarding earlier in my life. I know that I found it when I did for a reason, but it fills a void in my life that, had I known about such a beautiful thing at an earlier age, I might be a better person. I might know how to fully commit to everything that I do.
I wish that I were a better older sibling. I was not around as frequently as I was supposed to be. Now I find myself scrambling for lost time every now and then. It hurts to know that there is a memory gap in my little brothers' brains where they might notice that I was never around. It shames me.
More later.
I wish that I had found skateboarding earlier in my life. I know that I found it when I did for a reason, but it fills a void in my life that, had I known about such a beautiful thing at an earlier age, I might be a better person. I might know how to fully commit to everything that I do.
I wish that I were a better older sibling. I was not around as frequently as I was supposed to be. Now I find myself scrambling for lost time every now and then. It hurts to know that there is a memory gap in my little brothers' brains where they might notice that I was never around. It shames me.
More later.
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