Sweet Sugar Shack

Legends of the Fall

2008-09-02T13:46:00.001-07:00

Being here in Orlando, I'm slowly noticing how much I miss things at home. Getting out of my Nissan and walking up to my job, the warm September breeze hit my face and I thought of all things Virginia. Virginia Beach Oceanfront on a late night. Hanging from King Neptune's arm and laughing with my friends. Walking around MacArthur Center, with little money, but still scarfing down a chocolate-covered strawberry from Godiva. I miss zooming down 264 and hitting the Downtown Tunnel then jumping on 664, heading toward Newport News and their legendary number streets. I miss the Planter's Peanut Man in Suffolk. Yo, I miss sitting outside of Coldstone on 21st Street in Norfolk, laughing while eating a Love-It Sized Cookie Doughn't You Want Some. It wasn't until I opened my eyes from my memories that I realized that it's time to take advantage of this new place and this new time. It's time to let go of the nostalgia and make new memories. Live in this moment. Drown in this ocean. Dance to these beats. I know I was granted this chance to live here for a reason, and I'm ready to accept it.

As Summer Heats On...

2008-07-24T11:12:00.000-07:00

Yeah. In the thick of the summer, one thing popped into my mind. How much I hate when people wear shorts and chukka style Timbs. Hell, any Timberland style with a pair of shorts is beyond wrong. It's damn near a catastrophe. It makes you wonder what do people actually think when they wake up, shower, dress and then look at themselves in the mirror. (Come on, you know you do it.) They probably look in the mirror and say 'I'm the shit', when literally they are and look like shit. I don't know, maybe I'm being harsh, a tad cruel. But hey, fashion isn't for everyone.

Yeah, I'm Mad.

2008-06-12T08:26:00.000-07:00

Have you ever felt rage?

No. Not anger. Rage.

Ever have it border on wrath?

Contempt?

Have you ever sat and thought to yourself,

Self, your actions are self-served?

Or do you refract what you feel and turn it into something more than real?

Somebody's mama always said that revenge was best served cold or some bullshit as that

But I believe it's better when it's piping hot

It should burn that bastard whole

Let it scar his soul

Pain is felt best on the other side

When it ain't yours and it damn sure ain't mine

Someone always regrets what they did to you

But it ain't 'til you beat them black and blue

There's a blurred line between love and hate

Get your revenge today, why wait?

Upearlylater

2008-06-08T09:22:00.001-07:00

Subtle insomnia

So sweet but yet unsolvable

I wish I could wake up from you

But my dreams are filled up with you

I wish you would let me sleep

I pray I wasn't in so deep

You know you make me weak

Starting seeing shit in babbling speak

There's no point trying to see through the dark

That won't do shit but leave me where I start

Another One...

2008-06-07T12:34:00.000-07:00

I can't scratch this itch

It feels just like you

My daily fix

I can't do it by myself

Why don't you help

Satiate my need

Keep me wrapped up in greed

Just so you know I'm never satisfied

So you might just die trying to try

The Definition of the Sweet Sugar Shack.

2008-06-07T10:01:00.000-07:00

I couldn't wait to get a sip of you

That loose and dizzying feeling was overdue

My body relaxed and my back arched back

Knowing you could pick up the slack

I knew I should of stopped after the first shot or two

But that shit was so good

I ain't know what to do

Before I knew it I was passed out on the floor

Praying that God wouldn't let me drink no more

As I curled up and the shakes took place

I realized a hangover was right in my face.