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19/M/New York City My name is Andres, and I’m from a Brooklyn, NYC, and i like to write how i feel about certain groups of situations, typically centered around a theme and how i grew or aim to grow from them. / Thank you for reading.
Ty Can i see California in your eyes? I ask myself all the time Clear skies and a bright horizon Or just stay at home, watch attack on titan Palm trees and long leaves, how I’d dream of your Caribbean By any means, do anything, and go round and round just swimming in Can the beautiful sunset land your kiss upon my lips Can i soak my hands in the west coast water that is your hips May i have the honor to bathe in the sun that is your gaze May i please have you all to myself and with no refrain Could you mimic the ocean and rock me to sleep Or could you mimic my thoughts and desire, desire, please desire to be with me?
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Apr 30, 2019
Apr 30, 2019 at 8:26 AM UTC
Ty
Cortez, theyre just running through my mind Like track and field junior year You want to cyph before class, but i don’t think that’s for the best Look in your ****** eyes, but you had to change into sweats I remember that afternoon, it’s in my mind all the time You gave me your hoodie and went home like routine Snuck out the back door and forgot to take me White Cortez, but they’re ***** on the sides Dirt on your pants, but never did you mind You’re so versatile, how you build up your walls and know when to break them down ? At 16, i never would’ve guessed youd actually ditch town A city on lights, like do you know what you’re leaving? Persuasion and ideas, you know I’m still here waiting Connection is rare, and with you, it was waning Black Cortez, cleaned it up on the sides Fade into dark Caesar, never did i mind You smelled like axe and gelato, you probably taste so sweet In my head, there’s a sword fight where two ends never meet I hope you’re passing your tests, or training your chest I still have your hoodie and i wear it here and there I washed it so many times, but i didn’t think you’d care SEP, where they prayed for me, I remember you spoke to me about your goals You told me you wanted to have a relationship with God I told you i wanted love, i was a fraud Spending every day of the year, you were mine you were a physical manifestation of everything that was bound to be A physical manifestation of everything attracted to she Classic Cortez, lit up and you ran into class Never expected you to fall so fast You could roam the earth and be who you are I just don’t want you to ever run too far
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 1:23 PM UTC
Cortez
Cortez, theyre just running through my mind Like track and field junior year You want to cyph before class, but i don’t think that’s for the best Look in your ****** eyes, but you had to change into sweats I remember that afternoon, it’s in my mind all the time You gave me your hoodie and went home like routine Snuck out the back door and forgot to take me White Cortez, but they’re ***** on the sides Dirt on your pants, but never did you mind You’re so versatile, how you build up your walls and know when to break them down ? At 16, i never would’ve guessed youd actually ditch town A city on lights, like do you know what you’re leaving? Persuasion and ideas, you know I’m still here waiting Connection is rare, and with you, it was waning Black Cortez, cleaned it up on the sides Fade into dark Caesar, never did i mind You smelled like axe and gelato, you probably taste so sweet In my head, there’s a sword fight where two ends never meet I hope you’re passing your tests, or training your chest I still have your hoodie and i wear it here and there I washed it so many times, but i didn’t think you’d care SEP, where they prayed for me, I remember you spoke to me about your goals You told me you wanted to have a relationship with God I told you i wanted love, i was a fraud Spending every day of the year, you were mine you were a physical manifestation of everything that was bound to be A physical manifestation of everything attracted to she Classic Cortez, lit up and you ran into class Never expected you to fall so fast You could roam the earth and be who you are I just don’t want you to ever run too far
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my head could last for days my head could think up a hole It would take me a minute to try to distinguish a cold shoulder from cold or maybe I’m something nice looking to **** With men, that just be my luck, Never know if it’s something to fear or if it’s truly something to trust, but baby, you should stay, my head told me you wanted to go I can’t take another heart break, so my heart, let’s just take it slow Do you mind just actually leaving, It would hurt less without an explanation I’ve never felt worthy of one longer than a couple words, Lonely and broken in the heated train station my feelings and ego go away as soon as i look at your eyes But come right back up on late night train rides I wanna text you, but you’ll probably be suffocated don’t expect gifts on my birthday unless it’s belated momma reminds me to not settle for less than I’m worth but momma don’t know that for love I’m a serf, for love, I’ll rebirth But no worries, the couch is super comfy tonight Your quickest replies are the ones that say goodbye, or so it seems, My head is spinning like carousels after hours and behind the scenes Shoot my heart like you on a dolly, got every angle Hold my hand like you know who i am, baby, what can you handle? I’m a mess inside and when I’m without you it spews So doctors resort to telling me “Honey, go sit in the pews” But prayer to god, pray to allah and mami, nada me sirve Y mami, con este dolor, amor nunca me hace libre So anxious, and nervous, with no repercussions So baby hit hard, slept w several concussions Not the ones you think you got But the ones that hit you in parking lots You thought he would love you, but you can’t be loved You thought it was his treat, end nights in Hyatt’s Rent out a Beamer, **** it, a fiat And baby you got me Baby you got me I wish i could see you and look in your eyes I’ll sing some long and distracting lullabies Don’t focus on the man you never signed up for, hes been through it all You really wanna find a place with some privacy when weather gets cold in the fall? his sisters running his life And his parents not fit for the world and if these planets don’t stop ******* moving, i swear I’m just gonna hurl My body is broken in all the right places if i don’t leave, he’s smashing all the glass vases I should relax, pay attention to what makes sense I’m over here in round two with my brain, playing chess If you have hidden motives, would you promise to reveal? If i had all these scars, would you help me to heal? I have important questions to the subjects that matter if something doesn’t go my way, it’s mind over the latter My feelings are unattached, it’s my brain getting it twisted So i think I’ll just go home and get myself lifted blowing through cartridges like my gameboys too brolic Can’t go a day without it, like a ****** alcoholic I like you a lot, but my feelings won’t grow I stress you a lot, but only on the low I **** with you heavy, but my body’s too light we could share stories in a dark room restricted of sight Maybe you could feel what i feel and see what i see I learn thrown in the deep end, but forget all out in sea
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Mar 17, 2019
Mar 17, 2019 at 11:01 AM UTC
undress
my head could last for days my head could think up a hole It would take me a minute to try to distinguish a cold shoulder from cold or maybe I’m something nice looking to **** With men, that just be my luck, Never know if it’s something to fear or if it’s truly something to trust, but baby, you should stay, my head told me you wanted to go I can’t take another heart break, so my heart, let’s just take it slow Do you mind just actually leaving, It would hurt less without an explanation I’ve never felt worthy of one longer than a couple words, Lonely and broken in the heated train station my feelings and ego go away as soon as i look at your eyes But come right back up on late night train rides I wanna text you, but you’ll probably be suffocated don’t expect gifts on my birthday unless it’s belated momma reminds me to not settle for less than I’m worth but momma don’t know that for love I’m a serf, for love, I’ll rebirth But no worries, the couch is super comfy tonight Your quickest replies are the ones that say goodbye, or so it seems, My head is spinning like carousels after hours and behind the scenes Shoot my heart like you on a dolly, got every angle Hold my hand like you know who i am, baby, what can you handle? I’m a mess inside and when I’m without you it spews So doctors resort to telling me “Honey, go sit in the pews” But prayer to god, pray to allah and mami, nada me sirve Y mami, con este dolor, amor nunca me hace libre So anxious, and nervous, with no repercussions So baby hit hard, slept w several concussions Not the ones you think you got But the ones that hit you in parking lots You thought he would love you, but you can’t be loved You thought it was his treat, end nights in Hyatt’s Rent out a Beamer, **** it, a fiat And baby you got me Baby you got me I wish i could see you and look in your eyes I’ll sing some long and distracting lullabies Don’t focus on the man you never signed up for, hes been through it all You really wanna find a place with some privacy when weather gets cold in the fall? his sisters running his life And his parents not fit for the world and if these planets don’t stop ******* moving, i swear I’m just gonna hurl My body is broken in all the right places if i don’t leave, he’s smashing all the glass vases I should relax, pay attention to what makes sense I’m over here in round two with my brain, playing chess If you have hidden motives, would you promise to reveal? If i had all these scars, would you help me to heal? I have important questions to the subjects that matter if something doesn’t go my way, it’s mind over the latter My feelings are unattached, it’s my brain getting it twisted So i think I’ll just go home and get myself lifted blowing through cartridges like my gameboys too brolic Can’t go a day without it, like a ****** alcoholic I like you a lot, but my feelings won’t grow I stress you a lot, but only on the low I **** with you heavy, but my body’s too light we could share stories in a dark room restricted of sight Maybe you could feel what i feel and see what i see I learn thrown in the deep end, but forget all out in sea
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home “do you use pleasure as a sedative or luxury?” if i answer you now, can it still be fun for me? If i allowed you my body, will it be in good hands? And if i ask you to change, will you understand my commands? But can’t we just have fun? A mundane Monday, and it’s about to pass All i gotta do is finish my work and get to class But lord knows it can’t be Can’t be that easy Because if it was all mine, I’d share it all Your love just feels like a prison But without the privacy It’s a grail, and it glistens and it would; for the life of me I sound sore and entitled, but it’s just that It’s for those kinds of people; they wouldn’t understand Until you switch your cards with the ones in their hand you can ask me what’s wrong, but i won’t respond You know what it is and have known for too long I could tell what you felt, cause it’s more than you and me I learn in the deep end, but forget it all out in sea I’d **** for some place all to myself Plaster the walls with my thoughts and my colors collect all my past selves and say thanks to all of their mothers Do some work and read in all corners Make some art worthy of another meaning I want to impress someone other than myself To love somebody as if it’s for healing Because whatever else it’s for is for lovers and i wouldn’t understand Not unless you wanna tell me about it man to man All in my place I’d **** for a taste Do you think it’d make me more rounded? Would i become someone more understanding? If i give you some space, could the moon be our landing? I’m conceived through what if’s and to dos Throw me into the wolves and I’ll lose but not without trying It couldn’t be as hard as they make it seem I dream in a room opposite of dying and i can’t remember what they’re like sleep is the cousin of death, and my time is relative I wish i could interpret my own time, but it’s under your sedative You could say my pleasure is important, but to what extent? Does what makes me happy matter to you? Do you feel bad when i have less than you do? I wonder what goes through your head when it comes to me You see what goes through mine, it doesn’t have its own pillow It’s a guest in its own home It’s a guest and it’s all alone I thought I’d be accommodated at least I don’t even have my own sheets The world has no obligation to make sense to you You have to make sure to treat it with the same respect Invite it into your space, and show it around and put it in its place, nail it to the ground Don’t let yourself get tossed around, especially when you got nowhere to land because people will pick you up and drop you with the same hand
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Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 4:24 PM UTC
home
home “do you use pleasure as a sedative or luxury?” if i answer you now, can it still be fun for me? If i allowed you my body, will it be in good hands? And if i ask you to change, will you understand my commands? But can’t we just have fun? A mundane Monday, and it’s about to pass All i gotta do is finish my work and get to class But lord knows it can’t be Can’t be that easy Because if it was all mine, I’d share it all Your love just feels like a prison But without the privacy It’s a grail, and it glistens and it would; for the life of me I sound sore and entitled, but it’s just that It’s for those kinds of people; they wouldn’t understand Until you switch your cards with the ones in their hand you can ask me what’s wrong, but i won’t respond You know what it is and have known for too long I could tell what you felt, cause it’s more than you and me I learn in the deep end, but forget it all out in sea I’d **** for some place all to myself Plaster the walls with my thoughts and my colors collect all my past selves and say thanks to all of their mothers Do some work and read in all corners Make some art worthy of another meaning I want to impress someone other than myself To love somebody as if it’s for healing Because whatever else it’s for is for lovers and i wouldn’t understand Not unless you wanna tell me about it man to man All in my place I’d **** for a taste Do you think it’d make me more rounded? Would i become someone more understanding? If i give you some space, could the moon be our landing? I’m conceived through what if’s and to dos Throw me into the wolves and I’ll lose but not without trying It couldn’t be as hard as they make it seem I dream in a room opposite of dying and i can’t remember what they’re like sleep is the cousin of death, and my time is relative I wish i could interpret my own time, but it’s under your sedative You could say my pleasure is important, but to what extent? Does what makes me happy matter to you? Do you feel bad when i have less than you do? I wonder what goes through your head when it comes to me You see what goes through mine, it doesn’t have its own pillow It’s a guest in its own home It’s a guest and it’s all alone I thought I’d be accommodated at least I don’t even have my own sheets The world has no obligation to make sense to you You have to make sure to treat it with the same respect Invite it into your space, and show it around and put it in its place, nail it to the ground Don’t let yourself get tossed around, especially when you got nowhere to land because people will pick you up and drop you with the same hand
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