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Love? [Nov. 11th, 2005|11:42 pm]
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2 Urban Romance Songs, girl2boy song & boy2girl song- "Cater 2 U" (DestinysChild) & "Gotta Make It" [Oct. 6th, 2005|04:05 am]
anonymous love letters.

heywelcomehome
[Current Mood |lovedloved]
[Current Music |"Cater 2 U" by Destiny's Child]

Dear everyone,

Often, when people think of romance music, they think of traditional romance songs.  Umm... so I just wanted to take a moment and share (the first few lines of....) a couple of non-traditional, very detailed, urban romance songs that I like a lot, not just for their nice sound, but also because the lyrics and words touch my heart and they tell of a part of society that isn't expressed often.  I just want to take a moment to say I like these two songs.  I think they are both lovely and full of emotion.  One is a girl2boy song and the other is a boy2girl song.  If you have a love song that you want to share that reminds you deeply of love or reminds you of the one you miss, feel free to share it on the comment section of my journal or on the comment section of this community.  Thanks.

Love you all,

Thanks for listening,

-me 

The first song is titled "Cater 2 U" by Destiny's Child - (I love this song)

Destiny's Child - Cater 2 U Lyrics

[Verse 1 Beyonce]
Baby I See You Working Hard
I Want To Let You Know I'm Proud,
Let You Know That I Admire What You Do
The More If I Need To Reassure You, My Life Would Be Purposeless
Without You (Yeah)
If I Want It (Got It)
When I Ask You (You Provide It)
You Inspire Me To Be Better
You Challenge Me For The Better
Sit Back And Let Me Pour Out My Love Letter

[Full song lyrics found on my journal by clicking here]
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The second song is "Gotta Make It" by Trey Songz (feat. Twista)  which I just heard today for the first time and liked it from the moment he said "shaaaaaaaawty."  :o)

Just Gotta Make It (alright)
Just Gotta Make It
Just Gotta Make It (alright)
Just Gotta Make It
Just Gotta Make It (alright)
Just Gotta Make It

Shawwwwwwwwwwty (shawty), all I got is a dollar and a dream
Is ya gonna roll wit me? (roll wit me)
You see I've tried a 9 to 5, and it just don't fit me
(fit me) (no)
I can get us out the hood and have us livin good
Ya feel me? (oh do feel me)
But I aint leavin here if you ain't wit me
(If you ain't wit me)
Cause girl a suit wit a smile that don't fit me
Taking a bus for some miles is gon kill me
(that's gon kill me)

I'm tryin' to turn it around,
start this thing from the ground
and as long as you're down I know,

Looking at you day after day, I know I
Just Gotta Make It (alright) Just Gotta Make It

[Full song lyrics found on my journal by clicking here]

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ever feel like you can't express your intense emotions...without offending someone? thats why... [Oct. 5th, 2005|12:52 am]
anonymous love letters.

heywelcomehome
[Current Mood |listlesslistless]
[Current Music |"somewhere out there"]

dear friends,

ever feel like you can't express your intense emotions...without offending someone? thats why... I love when I'm in love with that special person... cuz then I can finally express all my intense emotions about all kinds of stuff in the world.... to someone without havin to worry that they're offended.

if for no other reason, thats one of the greatest things about being in love,

-love for the people,

me

"somewhere out there" there is one we can all talk to with our defenses down...

 

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I just want to express my love for everyone who is choosing to stay away from Starbucks. Much love! [Sep. 20th, 2005|05:32 am]
anonymous love letters.

heywelcomehome
[Current Music |Imagine by John Lennon]

Dear friends,

K... and I are activists and I love her for the way she looks out for others and she cares for all people all over the world.

I just want to take this moment to express my mystical, and appreciative love for everyone who is choosing to stay away from Starbucks.  I love each and everyone of you deeply because I know sometimes your friends try to convince you to go, but your love for others keeps you out of Starbucks.

Starbucks exploits, abuses, tortures, steals and worst of all they promote internationally networked exploitation amongst the many multinational-corporate stores in which they breed like a virus, such as Barnes & Nobles, Borders, Safeway etc.,.

Here you will find an article, which details Starbucks many abuses.  It would make a good love letter to send to the one you love who doesn't understand why Starbucks is so bad.

Here you will find and article, at the bottom of which lists ways to take action against Starbucks from everywhere

Deep love for you all, your actions make a difference, real lovin for everyone,

love for the people,

-me

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I've gone from letter writing to mushy poetry, forgive me, readers! [Aug. 16th, 2005|05:14 pm]
anonymous love letters.

heywelcomehome
[Current Music |'let me hold you" by bow wow]

I've gone from letter writing to mushy poetry, forgive me, readers!

here is my poem:

[untitled]

         Like a childhood cartoon flick
we'd be dogs in love, you my lady, me, your tramp
         Two entertwined candles, burning a single endless wick,
I'd kiss away your tears when your eyes are damp
         K..., when i see your smile,
it touches my mind in endless ways,
        
What do i love about you?  You.  You. You. Your everything.  Your core.  Your style.

         I feel the gamma rays
of what you inspire in me and it brings me unfathomable strength,
         It's like the running of the bulls in Spain,

But instead of fear, exhiliration!  As we together, ride the bulls the entire length.

I could go on.... and on.... but whats the point?
         All i want is you.  Here.  Now.

The pain I feel without you. Some use pills, some play the pimp, or smoke a joint

to make it go away.  All I do is write this journal and want you... here... NOW. 

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I just posted love letter #2 on my journal and I would like your true feelings about it [Jul. 30th, 2005|03:08 pm]
anonymous love letters.

heywelcomehome
[Current Music |Jermaine Jackson's Song titled "Why don't they play?"]

Dear friends, brothers and sisters,

I just posted love letter #2 on my journal and I would like your true feelings about it (the July 29th, 2005 entry). It the actual, true, unedited (except for the names) letter which I sent to the woman who I feel is my soulmate a couple days ago.

I have to share this love with you because it is too much for me to bear alone.

It is incredible when you meet the love of your life and yet you can not be together. The song that keeps going through my head as I think of losing her is Whitney Houston's "Why Does It Hurt So Bad?"

I also think of Jermaine Jackson's Song titled "Why don't they play?" in which he sings "Why donnnnnnn't they play what they played on the nights
you danced with me?" because she and I listened to so much music together and were so happy together during those moments.

Thank you, community, for existing and taking the time to read this. I love you all,

Me

P.S.
Also, my journal entry has a way for people to make completely anonymous comments if anyone doesn't want their name on the comments below or would like to share their true feelings about my letter. I don't care how insensitive, blunt or 100% to-the-point your comments are just as long as they are honest. It is amazing to me how many people suffer heartbreaks simply because of all the lack of honesty... so I guess I seek the honest feedback. Also, the photo is not me, it is just a singer I like.
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(no subject) [Jun. 15th, 2005|03:42 pm]
anonymous love letters.

_______nuncora
with you i would close my eyes and swallow the burden. i would lick the dead organ. i would make very tender love to every part of the corpse. you are graceful and grotesque. i am quiet. i have nothing to give you. i am nasty. i am raw meat soaked in cuntsap, very terrible, acrid cuntsap. i am layers and layers of dead skin peeled from the thigh of a tired whore. look what i have done to her. she will boil to death in her own anger. she will hate forever. she will take it to the grave.

i'm sorry i have nothing to give you i'm sorry all i can do is look at the photograph of the one who gives you everything and i'm sorry i wipe my burden on the bathroom mirror pretending it's you and i'm sorry i say to my own nasty stain you are my reason and i'm sorry it's you and i'm sorry i dream about your neck and i'm sorry i dream about your thighs and i'm sorry i think about your fat bloody heart and i'm sorry all i want to do is sever my tongue and burn my hands and watch you benignly forever i'm sorry i think about loving you when i shake the hand of the one you love the only one you ever have
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(no subject) [Apr. 25th, 2005|01:42 am]
anonymous love letters.
slippages_
language does nothing for us there is no way to describe who i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to explain who i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to speak how i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to great how i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to curse how i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to

language does nothing for us there is no way to describe who i see

language does nothing for us there is no way to explain how i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to speak who i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to great how i see

language does nothing for us there is no way to curse how i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to

language does nothing for us there is no way to describe who i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to explain who i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to speak how i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to great how i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to curse how i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to

language does nothing for us there is no way to describe who i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to explain who i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to speak how i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to great how i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to curse how i am

language does nothing for us there is no way to discuss how i see

language does nothing for us there is no way to sleep how i see

language does nothing for us there is no way to speak how i see

language does nothing for us there is no way to see how i greet
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(no subject) [Mar. 5th, 2005|03:55 pm]
anonymous love letters.

pinched
[Current Music |Emmy Lou Harris - Two more bottles of wine]

T____,

Marvelous sadness fell clean down your face
and I embraced you, with little strength.
What would you have done?
You were eager and prepared to simply
walk away.
No goodbye, no assurance, just your back
and my tears chilling on my cheek.

You made me run to you.
You made me force you to look at me.
You made me fight to see you cry.
And you were right...
everything was so much bigger after that.


I'm listening to Emmy Lou Harris and thinking about how I wrote that poem even before I met up with you today. There were eyes on me, there was a woman drawing me off in the corner, there was a man talking to his laptop about me...and you were standing by a fire place watching me write about us...something that hadn't happened yet. It didn't make me sad. I didn't think to care. Just a bad start to a bad poem in the spur of a moment. I smiled when I saw you staring. I hadn't realized that you were there.

Good days turn bad all of the time, T_. Only today, that seemed impossible. Our hopes were high, our faces were stretched with genuine smiles. Today will be perfect, we thought. And then there it went...swollowed by a really bad circumstance and our obviously wrong reactions to it. You walked away from me crying.

Now me and Emmy Lou are singing for just two more bottles of wine...and I'm despising myself for writing that poem. In retrospect, if it's in writing, it must be fact.

I wonder what that homeless-looking man was saying about me with that keyboard...I wonder if the artist's likeness of me was a good one.

I'm sorry that I fail you so frequently,
M_____
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(no subject) [Jan. 10th, 2005|01:37 pm]
anonymous love letters.
greengypsy
Dear (),
I've been having problems waking up, and I finally figured out what it is. I became used to the fact that I could hear your heartbeat while I was asleep, and I sleep soundly without you because I remember it that well.
waking up is harder, because thats when I realize that you weren't next to me.
Always,
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