Sin For Me

Sin For Me


Could you shoot me, please stop being nice to me.
I need you to be mean.
Take your love gun and fire now, because I need
to be put down. Your wonderful heart has ruined me.

Will you please just sin for me,
I need to feel your wrath.
Be greedy and save yourself,
or else I’ll devour your past.
Take pride and hide your trust,
few can out run my lust.

Could you batter me, please stop being soft to me.
I need you to be crude.
Take your smile and take a bow, because I need
to be blacked out. Your merciful face has scarred me.

Will you please just sin for me,
I need to feel your wrath.
Be greedy and save yourself,
or else I’ll devour your past.
Take pride and hide your trust,
few can out run my lust.

I’m sorry I can’t control my gluttonous appetite for your body. My envy blinds what I see. It doesn’t qualify for love if it’s only one sided, then it’s just a sin. Why can’t you sin for me?

Will you please just sin for me,
I need to feel your wrath.
Be greedy and save yourself,
or else I’ll devour your past.
Tale pride and hide your trust,
few can out run my lust.


This is a song that has been sitting on my heart for quite a while. I really long fucking while actually. I just sent it to my cousin, she's a recording artist. So I hope since it's no longer on my heart, soon it won't be on my brain either. But I'm not holding my breath. If you're asking why I didn't include "Sloth" in the lyrics, it's because it is included. If you read it enough you'll find it in there. I was the sloth, I should have never dragged it out so long. I should have walked away right when I knew. But we all fuck up, right? Besides, it makes for great music. I hope you hear this one on the radio, my rubber band boy.

"it doesn't qualify for love if it's only one sided, then it's just a sin. why can't you sin for me?" -Me

The Rules of More

Once upon a blog, I wrote about several rules that I wanted to try and live my life by. Well, those for the most part are still in play. But I do want to add some new things I've learned. And I'm going to confess to what I don't really follow any longer. The whole 'only meat from the ocean' bit, yeah, that's not happening. I'm an Italian! Somedays I need a good roast beef. Sometimes the only thing that can keep me from laying down on the highway is stuffed shells in a meat filled red gravy. Now, I am more then aware of the unhealthy side effects of eating meat that is ill prepared and full of preservatives and fillers. And the human body doesn't need to rely on animals as much as the American general public would have you believe. But, sometimes, I just need a fucking burger. Y'know?! Anyways.I still try to avoid fast food in general, and I am very strict about my dessert intake. I have reinvented my fashion more then one time, and when I wrote the first set of rules I was only wearing black, gray, white, and red. That is not the case any longer. Now it's black, gray, and cool colors only. I've also given up on skinny denim and displaying as much as possible. I sorta wrap myself up like a present these days; hiding instead of revealing. I'll leave the skin for the bedroom. I think the biggest downfall is not following my one drink a day rule. I think I'll try to reinstate that one once I'm a father, for now though, I'll meet you at the bar. Which brings me to my first new commandment:

Always make friends with the bartender.

This will get you much farther in life and most likely keep more money in your pocket. In my experience, it pays to have patience while bellying up for booze. Remember that the person on the other side is just making a living and probably would rather be on the other side, like you are, with their own friends. So, for the love of all that is vodka, cut them some slack. Show a smile, use your manners and treat them like an old college friend that your happy to spend time with again. Who knows how to make a double stiff whip and cran, five times, but only charge you for two. You'll be happier, they'll be happier, and your wallet will be happier. Which brings me to new commandment number two:

Make as much money as possible.

I don't care how. I don't care when. I don't care what you have to do to get it. Just. Make. Money. Don't be greedy, don't be cruel; do be eager, and do be ambitious. Like the hyper ambitious material girl herself. Be bold. Be active. Be driven. And be any other adjective that this seasons fragrance industry has chosen to convince you you are. My favorite is from a fictitious beauty creme ad from a Sharon Stone movie, it goes a little something like this: Be more.

I'm trying to be more, are you?


The New Rules:

-say no to fast food
-four desserts a month
-the three date rule
-the first date rule
-the no bullshit rule
-work out everyday, somehow
-keep a calendar, stick to it, follow it
-create a budget, stick to it, follow it
-make your fashion, and stay loyal
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-befriend the bartender
-make as much money as possible


"I'm tough, I'm ambitious, and I know exactly what I want. If that makes me a bitch, okay." -Madonna