act two, chapter two: i am.. an addict
hi,
my name is reef wilkins marley..
and i am an addict..

there..
ive said it
and NOTHING has changed..
this opening up to public thing is shit!!

but it is true..
i am an addict..
no im not a druggie
im not an alcoholic
i dont even like the taste of alcohol let alone that it is a sin..
shame on you if you a muslim and still have the audacity to drink!!
i smoke, yeah.. sue me!!
i do too much of "people watching" for my own good..
but hey, inspiration comes best when it comes in the form of your mistakes.. not mine..
i didnt tell you to dress like that..
or to have a face that resembles a horse..
wise man said: a fool learns from his own mistake, a genius from another's.. forget those who dont learn at all..
but what is really disturbing (to others, i dont give a damn really)..
is that i am addicted to series..
a-hell-lot of series..

i can go nuts if an episode gets postponed..
or delayed..
id freak!!
id feel like a whole week of wait has been wasted!!
yeahh.. sure id just go watch sumthing else..
but i didnt get to watch what i wanted to..
what i really, REALLY wanted to..
i alwaes get these thoughts that, if i die before next week..
i wont get to noe what happens next..
how it all ends..

its soo bad that i fear that most about death..

dear god!!
please dont take me before i find out what happens in the next episode..
PLEASE!!

hi,
my name is reef wilkins marley
i am an addict
AND LOVING IT!!

later,

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act two, chapter one: the bitter truth
lady: invite me for dinner..
man: what??

man: would you like to have dinner??
lady: women dont like questions..
man: join me for dinner.
lady: too demanding..
man: join me for dinner??
lady: yet another question..
man: *thinks*
man: im having dinner, if you'd care to join me

brilliant huh??

lets get to it then..

baby its been awhile!!
i noe i said id come back sooner..
but hey!! its me, you noe??
im alwaes late.. but id never make you wait..
heh..
ive soo missed you..
actually a couple of times i thought of coming back..
to lie in the folds of your familiar arms..
to complain and brag and pretend that the world is mine again..
pretend that people actually care enough to actually still take five minutes off their busy schedule doing nothing productive to actually "listen"..
but hey..
i guess its time..
ive held my peace long enough..

dear bitch,
yes this goes out to you..
im not honoring you by taking time to write about you as if you are all that..
im doing this for me..
so dont get all "im all that" on me ayite..

what can i sae..
if youre it, youre it..
you noe??
i try time and again to see you in a different light..
with eyes untainted by social perception..
unheard of gossip and hate-speech..
but damn!!
you just had to go get in my face again..
cant you just leave quietly.. tail between legs..
i mean, seriously..
you ass has been handed to you the last time..
and you still have the nerve to show that snotty nose of yours..
claiming to still be on top when it is soo clear that you cant take the view..
please..
just please..

enough with the arrogance..
before all this you were just a chewed piece of clot..
without any bones..
used, spit out..
lifted, only then to be thrown..
and before even that you were just unknown..
yet now..
now you have the damn arrogance to claim that you made it on your own??

applause for the ones who got sold out..
for they too had it coming..
for thinking they could get a monkey to do their bidding..
for thinking that they could churn you into a pot of gold..
inflate their egos and accomplish personal agenda..
maybe birds of a feather, do flock together..

enough with the arrogance..
this is not sumthing for you to sae,
hey, come and try to fill my shoes, i'll just be out and on my wae..
dont you realize this isnt even yours to be given away??
the arrogance..

we cant all be winners
but hey.. we improve anywae..
who's to sae we aint good..
cause though we got knocked down..
only you got washed away..

dont pretend like it is your decision to leave..
cause we all know you cant afford to stay..


later,

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chapter one hundred and fourteen: the fight to flight
i wish i could fly..

like superman without the cape and extended arm..
more like nathan petrelli in heroes..
or neo in the matrix..
maybe like angel in the x-men..
but, especially like eminem in his video not afraid..

ive had this childhood dream of flying..
now i want it more than ever..

its more than to just get sumwhere..
no.. its not like that..
i want to feel the wind in my lungs..
beating against my face..
whipping through my hair..
the ecstasy..

perhaps..
it is just one way i feel
that i can get away from it all..
everything..
everyone..
just to get away..
even if its just for awhile..
just to fly..

there is just one thing though..
im almost certain that if i do fly..
while shooting for the moon..
id be too caught up looking at the stars,
that id come crashing down..

wouldnt it be nice..

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chapter one hundred and thirteen: life is good.. i'd like to think
live while im alive..
nothing wrong by that now is there??
so hop on the fun-vee..

ouhh??

you dont want to??

oh well..
i guess the world would still spin on its axis with out you..

life is only but awhile..
and while i must stress that it is only right to do good deeds..
it is also just to have fun while doing it..

if you cant have fun by yourself..
cant adapt to the people around you..
then perhaps, you are just no fun..

step out of your comfort zone this time round..
maybe then you'd not be soo far up your ass..
maybe then id consider being around you..

im not diss-ing anyone..
you deserve to be where you are..
say your piece..
and have your glory as much as the next person..
heck..
as much as i if you will..

but i just dont like this vibe..
your vibe..
i dont like it..
id not want to ruin my dae by letting you get to me..
so back off..

accept your fate..
or be destroyed by it..
that, friend, is your call..

life is only but awhile..
take everything..
but give nothing back..

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chapter one hundred and twelve: did i get you wrong??
dont you just hate it when people suck at grammar??

well i suck at spelling.. let me admit that..

but sucking at grammar and not realizing it..

jesus..

that just takes the cake..

ouhouh..

i just thought of sumthing worse..

sucking at grammar, not realizing it.. AND!! talking about things as if you're soo dang smart..

phew!!

you got to hand it to them though..

A for confidence..

F for actually getting your message across..

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chapter one hundred and eleven: the upside
im not here to help you celebrate..
im here..
to help you live..

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chapter one hundred and ten: epic proportions
fuck all this shit..
i dont give a damn anymore..
fuck off
fuck you

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