Just been busy man.

It's STILL MT 4 LYFE!!!

Lol seems legit

you're WP though

:,(

Mondo Thugz was my first crew, we were mainly trolls fucking with other crews for lulz we used to do e-driveby's and také over their forums for our own use lol it introduced me to trolling.

WP is family, from now until forever. That shit was real and serious to me, you especially, and the other dudes, showed me the ropes of this topical writing shit, taught me how to hone my talents and become a serial winner...words do not do justice to how I feel for WP and you in particular...on some real shit, no bullshit, writing was a passion me entire life but you dudes taught me how to harness it.

I was in MT for a bit back in 02-03 or so

Incineratedrose was that dude

Why neg fox?

hey this is still around?

Huh?

MONDO haha @Witty right we busting them cap lock rounds 4lyfe... but yeah WP/Po'ethic life style for me

MONDO haha @Witty right we busting them cap lock rounds 4lyfe... but yeah WP/Po'ethic life style for me

Salute

LOOOOOL I know I'm wayyyyy late seeing this post but I do remember that name

I'd no idea that was you

Pfft what a creative crew yeah who's yaleader give me all ya info before I dismantle y'all...

This is still a thing trust.. mondo for life

@sral we stil be Perfectly Word or just Worded Perfect hehehe...

lmao I’m still around just been somewhat inactive in writing here

let’s knock some rust off

Lets get it big boss

https://i.ibb.co/60h4Bw3/9-A23-B04-F...-AA4-CD8-D.jpg

She didn’t know I existed. I kept it that way
as approaching the chick would only end with egg on my face.
Instead I remain silent and watch from a distance
to follow with interest the honeycomb blonde with the ringlets.
Each lock is as twisted as my heart in the moment
yet calm and composed as her caramel-carpeted shoulders.
In a darting look over to where I stand in wait,
her eyes are fathoms deep azure seas I’ll never navigate.
I sense her tranquil gaze staring through my heart of glass
into the hardened facet where my blues are hard to mask.
@Spoken

She trembles but with poise remains...
... Glaring her aura upon my my face.
.
.

Encased by arteries and vessels, pulsating emotion,
I wear my heart on a sleeve to keep me afloat in the ocean.
Uncannying- yet my little antics made her smirk,
That wrinkle on the other end of her moon may just work.
As it sent a trail down my spine trying to father a nerve,
To make even a small gesture letting her know her worth.
Symbiotic; the heat wades upon this compulsion,
Eyes locked in as i couldnt resist this simple expulsion.
Snarking the thought of this being approved by mother,
Day dreaming of that moment when our hands would melt into one another.
Provoking her soul with no regards to the sin,
Where we raise our glasses with the pastor..
.. onto the next chapter throwing caution in the wind.