iLoveYouWithaKnife
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Mar 30, 2002
- Messages
- 8,351
Do you remember the first time I met you?
You were standing on the corner-
I came out the side door with my skateboard.
We were introduced.
I never even went on a real date before,
let alone a blind one.
It'll go well.
We went from the bar to the table,
to looking at one another.
You roll?
yeah.
Really?
yeah, you wanna get outta here?
Stop at the diner, drive back to the city.
We'll hit up Motion.
Drive back to your apartment.
'member what I said when we were walking through the door?
M.P. still laughs histerically-
about that.
I am such a goof.
And how about the way dope Locust party?
That was amazing.
Now that I look back, we seriously pushed things too far.
But if the opportunity rose-
I would still write down the answers to the Art History test on my leg.
I got a 33%. You got a 94.
word.
You made me ban you from playing any musical instruments in my room.
That was your fault.
You made a list for me
of things to do.
and one of them was
to be mean,
to 2 people a day.
I started with you
You annoyed me soo much that night.
You always said,
I could never be mean.
There was always a smile on my face then,
I guess it disappeared with those times.
That one night at your apartment,
scared the fuck out of me.
Promised myself,
I would never touch ketamine.
again!
get a lick tomorrow
I'll cook it this time
I know where the glass saucepan is
that fits that pot so nicely.
One night, weren't suppose to hang out
call me at the store, past midnight.
Asked me if i had plans.
picked me up on 5th and south.
rolling face, asked me if i wanted to
go to maryland the next day.
Go back to your house,
eat pills myself.
Go for a ride, stop at the store,
No one ever showed up,
my side of the car
with a bouquet of sparkly flowers.
that was dope.
Another time- I-95, tire blow out.
Let's get out
to change it.
First time I've seen you in a while.
Hug me, tell me you miss me.
I knew it was the pills talking.
Sat on the patio most of the night.
Had the video camera.
Think the neighbors saw.
I wonder if you still have that night,
caught on tape.
Or is it erased?
Do you still have 'the book about nothing'
the night we went crazy.
and you explained your theory
and then played with a box.
then MP came home and told us about her date.
you glared at me, i glared at you.
we wanted to tell her how our night went.
They should have came, bearing straightjackets.
Remember when you got your tables?
You were so stoked.
we'd take trips to 611.
Or when we were already in the city,
at my place,
we'd walk up.
Make fun of one another.
Push one another in front of traffic.
And right before you'd start spinnin'
You'd always asked me if i 'want a turn first?'
It was so considerate.
Just like opening my car door everytime for me.
And the last time we hung out-
last party at Transit.
Said we wouldn't touch it.
Had Kev sit between us on the couch...
chilled out.
Saw Liquid Erik do his stuff,
then eventually gave in.
And that's the last trip i took,
to see you.
...weekend I painted that room.
And thought about alot of things
while you were at work.
There's so many great times I left out,
there's too many.
One thing that kept us together-
drugs-
our downfall.
I don't regret a second.
Not at all.
I seriously can't think of another person
That I've had so many fun times with-
One I never ever fought with
about anything.
One that respected me.
100%
I can't believe I met someone like you.
You were standing on the corner-
I came out the side door with my skateboard.
We were introduced.
I never even went on a real date before,
let alone a blind one.
It'll go well.
We went from the bar to the table,
to looking at one another.
You roll?
yeah.
Really?
yeah, you wanna get outta here?
Stop at the diner, drive back to the city.
We'll hit up Motion.
Drive back to your apartment.
'member what I said when we were walking through the door?
M.P. still laughs histerically-
about that.
I am such a goof.
And how about the way dope Locust party?
That was amazing.
Now that I look back, we seriously pushed things too far.
But if the opportunity rose-
I would still write down the answers to the Art History test on my leg.
I got a 33%. You got a 94.
word.
You made me ban you from playing any musical instruments in my room.
That was your fault.
You made a list for me
of things to do.
and one of them was
to be mean,
to 2 people a day.
I started with you
You annoyed me soo much that night.
You always said,
I could never be mean.
There was always a smile on my face then,
I guess it disappeared with those times.
That one night at your apartment,
scared the fuck out of me.
Promised myself,
I would never touch ketamine.
again!
get a lick tomorrow
I'll cook it this time
I know where the glass saucepan is
that fits that pot so nicely.
One night, weren't suppose to hang out
call me at the store, past midnight.
Asked me if i had plans.
picked me up on 5th and south.
rolling face, asked me if i wanted to
go to maryland the next day.
Go back to your house,
eat pills myself.
Go for a ride, stop at the store,
No one ever showed up,
my side of the car
with a bouquet of sparkly flowers.
that was dope.
Another time- I-95, tire blow out.
Let's get out
to change it.
First time I've seen you in a while.
Hug me, tell me you miss me.
I knew it was the pills talking.
Sat on the patio most of the night.
Had the video camera.
Think the neighbors saw.
I wonder if you still have that night,
caught on tape.
Or is it erased?
Do you still have 'the book about nothing'
the night we went crazy.
and you explained your theory
and then played with a box.
then MP came home and told us about her date.
you glared at me, i glared at you.
we wanted to tell her how our night went.
They should have came, bearing straightjackets.
Remember when you got your tables?
You were so stoked.
we'd take trips to 611.
Or when we were already in the city,
at my place,
we'd walk up.
Make fun of one another.
Push one another in front of traffic.
And right before you'd start spinnin'
You'd always asked me if i 'want a turn first?'
It was so considerate.
Just like opening my car door everytime for me.
And the last time we hung out-
last party at Transit.
Said we wouldn't touch it.
Had Kev sit between us on the couch...
chilled out.
Saw Liquid Erik do his stuff,
then eventually gave in.
And that's the last trip i took,
to see you.
...weekend I painted that room.
And thought about alot of things
while you were at work.
There's so many great times I left out,
there's too many.
One thing that kept us together-
drugs-
our downfall.
I don't regret a second.
Not at all.
I seriously can't think of another person
That I've had so many fun times with-
One I never ever fought with
about anything.
One that respected me.
100%
I can't believe I met someone like you.
