Meltdown

It happened again. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why can't I ever keep my composure.

Baller of the year

I oughta win an award

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When you were in my life you were like a blessing
And since you've been gone I can't lie I've been stressing
So now every girl I meet I'm always second guessing
I was told love kills is the most truthful lesson
So now it's just me, these lyrics and a pen
It's a shame that my rhymebook is my only friend
I tried to think of the perfect way to tell you that I'm sorry
So I did it in a note and signed it Andre Bishara Storey
Because it's kinda hard to say this shit to your face
So I did it over snares and bass
Music take me away....

I can't let go

I can't give up...

Write your name across the sky

You're a genie in disguise...

The return of the ten-a-gram

Coming soon....

Yin and Yang

there's 2 people. One is on the outside who I call drizzy. This personality is kinda like all you see because he's so consumed with himself to the point where he's delusional. But he does this as a defense mechanism because the child on the inside named Andre is just too different to be understood. It's like everybody loves drizzy but the thought of Andre kinda scares people because he's a dreamer with so many thoughts and ideas but he's so afraid of sharing these thoughts and being ridiculed.

The City of Dreams

Ever been afraid to go chase your dream? Not because you were afraid of failing but because you were afraid that your dream was just that--a dream. I like to compare my mind to the look of a modern city. There are buildings being built and destroyed everyday which are my dreams and every building symbolizes a different thought or dream that I've created but lately it seems that these buildings are crumbling left and right and very few are being built. So how long until my mind becomes a vacant field?

This is a classic.

Epic.

Project Change

I'm determined to change who I am. I must better myself to drag myself out of this quicksandish depression. I need happiness in my life and lots of it. As of 3:40am on august 24th 2009 I'm cleansed of all negativity in my life. I'm re-dedicating myself to the original drive that I once had. I've been saying this for a while but its really gonna happen this time. I'd like to thank one of my closest friends Eric Maldonado for giving me inspiration to make something of myself and I'm forever in your debt kind sir.

Hey God it's me Andre...

I know we don't talk very often but I got a favor to ask of you. Please help me, better yet please save me. For the first time in my life I don't know who to go to so I came to you. I know I've done some pretty bad things in my life--scratch that I know I've done some horrid things in my life and I can't take those back but I'm all i'm asking you for is guidance. I'm not asking you to drop a million dollars from the sky or have a beautiful woman show up my door because those are hardly the problems that my life is filled with. Growing up I've felt alone and because of this I've developed a problem with dealing with people. I have nobody to talk to it seems like everyone who I was close to has faded out of my life. Nobody gets exactly who I am, and I'm kinda thankful for that but in the same breath it'd be nice to have someone to communicate. Anywho I'm sorry God for rambling like this and all I ask of you is to forgive me and help me. I know Many people
come to you asking you the same thing and I'm not asking you to overlook their wishes all I ask is that you help me because I can't complete this journey alone

Sincerely,
Andre B. Storey

Protect ya neck

Fa real b.

You are a witness...

This message brought to you courteousy of Wendys and Gucci Mane

A clean ass mercedes cls 600

Mercedes cls 600
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The sloppy ones are the best

These chilli cheese fries are the beez-neez.
That is all.

R.I.P.

And my xbox

R.I.P.

A kid named drizzy

Guess who's back?
Back again.
Andre's back.
Tell a friend

I've drowned myself in "a kid named cudi" and "comeback season" these past few weeks. Legit shit. Debating going to the Asher/CuDi concert next month. Pretty tired. Seacrest out

Boredom at its finest

Best weekend ever

Just basically that. So wild.

Black Hole

Why can't I ever be accepted for who I am? Why does everybody think I'm pretending to be something I'm not? Maybe this is the plan God had for me? There isn't a single human being on this plan who can understand my thoughts....I always have this internal feeling of being completely. alone. I feel myself slowly sinking deeper into this mental quicksand and falling into my depression more. It seems like no matter what happens I can never be truly happy. I hate myself so much but I'm forced to live with myself because I have no other friends. I'm my own best friend and worst enemy. In the words of Lupe Fiasco "my greatest enemy is my inner-me". I just hate how everybody is supposed to fit this "mold" and if you don't fit this mold you're deemed a failure and outcast. All my life I was treated differently because I wasn't like anyone else. No matter what I just didn't fit in. I use music as a way to cope with the hatred I have for myself because it gives me a feeling of mental relaxation. How could one person hate himself so much to the point where he would prefer being dead than alive. Its a sad feeling but its very real and its kinda easy convincing yourself that you're better off dead. There's been several instances when I've tried killing myself because I had no where else to go. And its been getting worst lately I can mentally picture myself fading away like sand into an ocean. This isn't a suicide letter but more of an apology to everyone I've let down. I know you're worried for my well being but don't be because I'm okay. I just wish there was someone who I could talk to and be truthful with. Maybe one day I'll meet somebody who understands me and if you can't respect that you're whole perspective is wack, maybe you'll love me when I fade to black.

I quit school and its not because I'm lazy

I'm just not the social type and campus life is crazy

I'm in wonderland wit alice

And purple people are passing me the caterpillars chalice
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Note

10:05 PM April 22nd 2009

I make Garrett Bulinski flinch....

CD of the year

Bitch I'm paid

That's all I gotta say
Can't see you little niggas the moneys in the way

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I don't chase no broads

I chase money and vodka

Storey END.

Memories made in the coldest winter
Goodbye my friend
Will I ever love again?

I get it in

For real?

Why is

Mike so gay?

Cupid aint got shit on me

Dot dot dot

I'm just andre storey
Just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me
Nobody ever gave a fuck before all they did was doubt me
Now everybody wanna run they mouth and try to take shots at me

Out comes the cold steel for my income

Out comes the cool steel for my victims
Born alone die alone but you can die with them
Car's white and sexy like nicole kidman

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If you can't swim you bound to drizzown

Done wit the emo shit.

Watchin don't be a menace

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My top 5 favorite drinks

Surge
Mountain Dew Game Fuel
Tiger Gatorade
Arizona half iced tea half lemonade
Cream Soda

Louis Vittandré

I feel like I'm walkin a tight rope without a circus net
Poppin perkasets
I'm nervous wreck
I deserve respect
But I work a sweat for this worthless check
Bout to burst this tech at somebody to reverse this debt

....

Yall didn't see
The little bit of sadness in me
Andre, I got some issues that nobody can see
And all of these emotions are pouring out of me
I bring em to the light view
Its only right
This is the soundtrack to my life.....

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Subliminal advertising

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Thank god I'm fresh

T.g.I.f.

Damn what did I consume?

Somethin is spinnin either me or its the room. I bet you its the room cuz I don't do no drugs. Or maybe its that 'tron cuz I sure do gotta buzz.

HA

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Mental hurricanes

Sometimes I feel as though my mind is always swirling with crazy shit. Which turns me into a very confused and mentally unstable individual. Not good.

God save me

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Because in the end...

It aint about who makes the cake the fastest but whose is better tasting....

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Man on the moon

I never gave a fuck.....

I never gave a fuck what people thought about me....

Well I did but its like,......fuck it

Know what I'm saying?

Just another abbreviated dream/extended nightmare. Who knew these placebos could be so fatal?

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The sky might fall

But I'm not worried at all.

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Put some wu tang on?

1:24am and nick dirschberger is wasted

Remarkable......

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Aww here it goes.....

(*kenan and kel theme song play*)

No sign of intelligent life

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End transmission
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Good?

Yeahb life is. Its excellent. Love has consumed me lol.

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Blogging from my blackberry?

Yeah its that's piff. Baked.

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back for the first time.....

yeah its been a minute since ive last been here.

lemme catch you up to speed

ending my 3rd week of school tomorrow.
my fat ass manager finally got fired.
"she" wants me. and i want "her".
broke my blackberry.
got a new one.
got haf of cheektowaga hooked on playing Nazi Zombies


now back to the present. i've been mad busy lately. Ain't got too much spare to update my blog even though i check Mr. Hamiltons on the daily. Kinda likin the new weezy mixtape "hottest nigga under the sun". and i've been vibing to some slow jams too (check out "dont disturb the groove"-the system). well things been going good wit the lady friend. we kinda had some trouble earlier this week but we worked it through lol. well im bout to go get some grub and relax to some beats.

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wi fi?

yeah i get internet in my momns truck from in front of her job. nice.

well i probably dont got much timebefore i leave. catch ya on the flipside

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fuck the nfl refs

for real. cost the eagles the game. thats some baby back bullshit.


in other news.....havent been on here in quite some time. been just busy and tired


but i spent all day today playing xbox/running "errands".
yesterday was pretty funny. almost watched sean get his ass beat by a drunken danny lopez. i saw the fear in his eyes.

well im bout to finish watching the ravens-steelers game

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the blueprint

well here we are. its 1:24 am and im still awake. why? why do i have the sleepless nights? maybe i should start popping sleeping pills? naaaaaa

but im just listening to late registration vibing. maybe the soothing sounds of Mr. Wests sampled music (lmpinkao) will put me to sleep

just maybe

its saturdaaaaayyyy sticky icky icky

oooooohhhhh ooooooohhhhhhhhh

gotta love some classic luda

but anyways im just chillin listening to that new weezy and pharrell "yes". shits fire.

but i really dont wanna work today but ehhh whatever. another day another dollar


well gotta get showered and stuff for work

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Dear Summer

im hungry as fuck.

but on a lighter note whats poppin world. me? just sittin in the kitchen listening to alicia keys (no homo shes a beast). just comin here to check up i aint been here in a minute

well im gonna go scavenge for some food bbl

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Hey Mr. Storey, tell me where have you been?

"they've been asking they've been searching they've been wondering"

gotta love weezy, but anyways I'm up so early cuz i gotta go to ECC for orientation at 930 and the roads are icy as hell so i gotta leave early.

So right now I'm sitting here watching NFL Total Access getting ready and drinking hot cocoa. Nestle brand is bomb.

but I'm bout to dip and go shower and get ready to leave.

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sweat grease and aggravation

that's basically how i describe my job in 3 words, but I'm home now and feeling fine.

i worked from 4 until 1 which may seem long but it kinda flew by. plus it wasn't that bad.

but some shit i come to realize today. bitches ain't worth it. they re so god damn difficult on every aspect and level.

but that's not here nor there. so as i continue on this blog shit i sip on some Arnold Palmer half and half iced tea and officially declare that this drink is the drink of the gods.

lmpinkao but I'm about to max n relax and watch some sportscenter

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When Fish Ride Bicycles?

this blogging shit ain't that bad. kind of a way to vent.
today wasn't that bad chilled with Brennan and skillet. watched the eagles fly high over the vikings.
now all i need is a game of madden to complete me tonight. but oh wait I cant because my bitch ass step dad (who is a bitch BTW) wont let me play because its too late. I'm like wtf I'm 19 and its fucking midnight hop off my balls. this dude has been riding me since i was 3.
that means pure "dickheadedness"(if that's even a word) for 16 damn years.

if you don't know who my step dad is or the man most people refer to as "Bernie" (because he looks like Bernie mac and acts just like him)
hes the Anti-Fun. when he comes around all fun activities stop and the house turns into a dead zone. i just to avoid him as much as possible but its kinda hard to do that when he lives in the same house.


but enough about him not gonna let him fuck up my night ya dig? lmpinkao if i sound kinda cheesy. but I'm gonna finish listening to the slim shady LP and peep some sportscenter.maybe ill be back before i go to sleep. just maybe

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Press Play

and so it begins.

day 1 of this blog shit inspired by my nigga charles hamilton (what up Sonic lmpinkao)

eagles won today pretty stoked about that.
well im about to dip and go chill wit skillet for a bit

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