About this user
Name: Melvin Ride: Imported 2001 Nissan Skyline GT-R V-Spec Birthday: 4/20 Sign:Taurus Nationality: Filipino Percing: 1 Condos: 2 @ Las Vegas Houses: (Antioch, CA) (Daly City, CA) (2 Las Vegas, NE)(San Diego, CA) (South San Francisco, CA) I know its hard to love a soldier. Looking back at my life, I could never imagine myself be so bless. If u truly knew me u know the only I know how to release my mind is to write poetry or what ever u want to call it. I live my life to please myself and no one else. I also dont give a fuck what people think of me, but I am considerate in my mannerisms towards others. Many pretend to understand who I am or where I've been or what I'll become, but moments that matter wash away the ignorant opinions of the world and what they think matters. In all honesty I'm so over the fact that people try to figure me out. Over analyzing my style, my humor, my friends and the way I keep my distance. Too often are we too quick to judge & too often do we make the mistake of running with the crowd because of our SICK (not sixth) sense of feeling like we have to belong. I embrace my so-called UN-popular qualities because thats ME; it separates me from the rest of SOCIETY that unluckily fell victim to the "SCENE. Believe me, I've questioned my own self and have patches of torn hair to prove it. But Ive come to this conclusion...Would you rather know a lot about ONE thing or a little about A LOT of things? I'm tired of people constantly bugging' 'cause they dont GET ME. I write to release and I'm not looking for sympathy...just take me as I am or just get out of my fukkin' way because I CANT BE WHO YOU WANT ME TO BE! I'm a simple person with strong beliefs and a complicated mind...STOP trying to figure me out! I share bits and pieces of myself with those closest to me and at times I may be a hard person to LOVE, but I don't find it hard to WANT to be LOVED. -Because the truth lies behind my pearly whites & happy exterior... LONELY is the Soul within the facade I walk. Over the years my phone book has changed because I changed for the better. I'm beginning to understand a little more about myself each day. Some days, when time seems endless I catch myself analyzing the defining moments in my life. Time when I had to choose which road to follow, decisions I made, my regrets, the pain I caused people and moments when people caused me pain. I'm bothered because we can never re-live those moments; our joys, our pain, moments we felt complete and moments we felt empty. Time knows no other way but forward. We must be aware of our actions our daily hellos" and "goodbye's" -for they may never come again. I am grateful more than ever for my blessings and for all the tomorrows I will be able to call today. I fear losing myself in life's obstacles; in the moments that come and go so quickly. I fear dying incomplete. I want to take with me the memories, the growing up and the growing old, the love, the happiness -and all the other riches we are blessed with. You can't take material riches with you when you go... I am grateful for the phone calls and text messages, the kisses and the hugs, -we forget they mean so much more than we give them credit to be...Fuck Haters,the assholes, the people who pretend to be your friend, those who are purposely rude, those who purposely lie, the hypocritical, the greedy, the deceiving, the people who don't appreciate you and fuck the fake! Now most of yall wanna be down with me. But back then you wanna clown on me. I bet yall thought i wounldn't make it. Despite yall doubts i persavered. Remember me, yeah yall remember me now. But yall didn't want to get to know me then. Now you wanna be down. I ain't trippin. Its koo. All the hardships payed off. I didn't get caught up with the drinkin and smokin. Now yall tellin people how we grew up together. Now yall tryin use me for your own gain. Tellin females we best friends so you can get some play. Its all good though. Go ahead do your thing. I ain't hatin or nothing. I still view you as the same. Yall ain't shit. And got nothing goin for yall. I know yall type oh well. Imma keep movin along. I used to be just like yall. I have a koo crew now, only a select few. Now I;m making money now. Yall the same folks askin for money.
