Skip to main content

Promises, Promises

Let’s Start with the definition(http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/promise)

1prom·ise           Listen to the pronunciation of 1promise
Pronunciation:
\ˈprä-məs\
Function:
noun
Etymology:
Middle English promis, from Latin promissum, from neuter of promissus, past participle of promittere to send forth, promise, from pro- forth + mittere to send
Date:
15th century

1 a: a declaration that one will do or refrain from doing something specified b: a legally binding declaration that gives the person to whom it is made a right to expect or to claim the performance or forbearance of a specified act2: reason to expect something <little promise of relief> ; especially : ground for expectation of success, improvement, or excellence <shows considerable promise>3: something that is promised

 

Now my Adaptation:

I promise to always write something for you if you promise to always be the one who can read me. I promise that my words will never be used to hurt you, if you promise to tell me when you’ve been hurt by any of the words I may have said. I promise that in everything that I write I will always end a line somewhere with .2. just so that you know that I’m always thinking about M3.U and I don’t care if they stare. I promise to never intentionally break any of my promises, but only if you promise that my promises will never be the only thing that keep you near. But if I should break a promise, just know that it won’t be a promise that goes “.2. I Promise I’ll Always Love You” I promise to always dream, if you promise to always dream as well. I promise to share my thoughts, if you promise that you’ll be there to listen. But I do have one promise to ask you .2., if I ever write something you don’t like will you promise to tell me? If so then I’ll only hold you to that ONE PROMISE and that promise is to care.2.

-->I hope that you accept the terms of my promises, ‘cause it’s be pointless to have all these promises and no one with which to share(there i go making sense out of nonsense)  .2. I Love You

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

In Part, A Theory

Okay so as you can see…I’m always trying something new..Yeah I know…”yada yada yada Amari, everything in your world is just fine” … What you didn’t think that I didn’t know what goes thru your minds? Really? Hmm..It’s called eye contact for a reason motherfucker, yes I AM PRETTY FOOKIN’ GOOD…NO MOTHERFUCKER DO NOT L@@K M3.. I’m not going to be fucking nice right now, Saturday is “Kick Knowledge Rocks Day”…so bring that brain over here and lemme kick some knowledge in it. Or how-the-fuckever your supposed to say that. Friday Fucking Fun Day is over, on Saturday i, we, me, us, him, and them just sit around, read some books, do some studying and yeah whatever the fuck-else-ever wes do. Fix that fucking sentence too. So it’s Saturday and before I get to whatever I’m going to talk about, I’d like to send a LAICEPS SHOUOUT to myself..”Hey Self…”, “Self Yes”, “Hey yeah self, FUCK YOU”, “Hey now watch it, “Nah..Hey Fuck THAT” “Now you watch your mouth” “Yeah, you watch yours”   …NO...

My XBL Groupie

*Before any of you, my 'regular' readers read this, I want you to know that this post is to address someone who could NEVER mean ANYTHING to me, I just felt that this person needed to be "put in their place", the intention is to bring the humor in the words below, because I think we ALL need someone to LAUGH AT... I write what I feel, I think what I say and I think that what you're thinking about me comes from a collection of words that you'd NEVER SAY. You see, I know that you hate on me as opposed to hate me and I know that you do so knowing that you could never be me. I may never mention you by name because I don't EVER want you to think you've beat me, I just want you to understand that all the silly questions you ask are BENEATH ME...If any of you are reading this and think that this is about you then you've already let me beat you by exposing you as you, see unlike you I don't have to hide who I am, you say that my life's' not wor...

Pick up the phone

It's funny how we always know one is every truly special to things are no more, until all is history and all we can do is look back and want for more reason for this song is for all those loves and relationships that we may have taken for granted, all the friendships victimized and sacrificed by the failed relationships. Love is a wonderful thing, even when it breaks us down and has us feeling like nothing. Sometimes we place blame on it as for the reason why we do the things we do, sometimes we take it for granted, sometimes...sometimes we are just to blind to see it right before us and end up wishing we could go back in time..sometimes..sometimes we wish we could just:     Intro/Hook: Just wish I could pick up the phone, wanna pick up the phone, scroll through all the names that show and dial the numbers to the one  I used to know, dial the numbers 1-4-3, press send just to let her know, hear her voice...