ReD&+BlUe=PuRpLe. ! ! ! !

So. . .umm...does anyone remember that one blog abt the whole "I wish upon stars she would understand" thing ? yea, well, welcome to the starry part now. ! So, yesterday niqht on Facebook(which seems like my only entertainment until whatever else pops up] I decided to put one of those real outlandish ignorant statuses like " Where dha bahd yellow/carmel chick 'sz aht. !?!?!? LMAO " don 't know why i chose to laugh after that but it kinda worked out. So after the usual comment 'sz and like 'sz on my statuses as usual and whatever, Brena commented and asked me "Can I Call u |P.Y.T.|" (is it considered stalking if i remember her txt signature.? no. ? i figured] yall know me, i said yes as calmly and collected as possible, dont wanna come off as if i was anticipating this call from her since the break up even happend. No call though, that was the thing, but then i took into consideration she probaly went to sleep after all that or was too fearful to call a niqqa, but now im anxious but im not anxious. I wanna know what 'sz the topic of discussion gonna be, last time i heard, she was being childish toward 'sz Darian(friend of mine who happens to like me and vice versa, but cant go out due to relationshipdom] and giving her the "iWould appreciate it if you backed the fuck up off mine, even though we not together, he still my niqqa" look, so i kinda laughed it off, but none of it really hit me until last night. I sat there and put my mind in a slow place, excavated thought and shallow beverages eased me for as long as i was able to suffice the need for a cigarette. I always get the question from Cencire (www.twitter.com/AVOCencire] or Monday (www.twitter.com/JoeMonday] "Do you wanna be back with her. ?" i always respond as vague as possible because, that'sz something that you can't up and answer right away without thinking abt the possibility of this being what you truely desired. I dont miss Sabrena like i did in the early stages of the deteriorated relationship, we didn 't speak anymore, we didn 't attempt to contact each other and it was like, fuck it, no real need to follow up on a break up that had nothing to really do with us at all and even so, we were tricked, but it didn 't help when i qet told by my homie, Future, that she was raving on about some new niqqa three day'sz later, weird., huh. ? only goes to show she was willin to settle for less cus dha best and her weren 't on term 'sz of trading tongue battle. As my mind raced to the finish line, i saw the tape starting to deteriorate into minerals of dust, because i noticed, neither one of us truely won. I wanted to be with her, couldn 't be at that time and tried to find sub 'sz for Mrz. Sosa at that time, i dont know abt her cus i wanna say she didn 't know what to do either, but im taking it as if she realized i was really "Mr. Right" all along anyway, like i was here and was prepared to surrender all the games and let go of all the numbers that were thrown at me as i would arrive at random places of grandeur in a Maybach or Phantom GT,. step out sharp with the whole AVO and watch the women flock(okay, not really, but you see where im tryna go with this]. Sabrena Rose was dope to me, she still is in her own way, the tweet'sz i created abt her(damn 140 characters] to now, the blog that officially came from the horses mouth, do i still love Sabrena. ? yea,. we 're gonna say that, in love. ? different story, but wouldn 't mind tryna find a way to re-enter that zone we were once in for that week in time, not all i have to do is wait for that phone call,. but something in my mind tell'sz me that this might be dha actual REAL thing we 're qonna discuss, as long as we're able to discuss it and put it in the open, we 'll do well, i feel somethin beautiful comin, please tell me im right.