tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6335183958115427892024-09-04T21:01:33.132-07:00This is the blog of Vincent Phillips. I'm 18, and I'm trying to get a job so I can get into college. I know I have much potential, and it is just lying dormant.Vincanityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14836014638164659650noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633518395811542789.post-90585255150560425422012-04-28T13:52:00.003-07:002012-04-28T13:52:46.169-07:00<br /> Haven't really been writing too much as of late. Busy with work and such. Been really inactive on here. Hoping to start writing soon.<br /> <a href="http://gan.doubleclick.net/gan_click?lid=41000000026530730&amp;pid=48578&amp;adurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.abt.com%2Fproduct%2F48578%2FApple-MC540LL%2FA.html&amp;usg=AFHzDLsdy_kpr4c8O-GCUnqPI17zd3qAgg&amp;pubid=538900" rel="nofollow">Apple 8GB Black 4th Generation iPod Touch - MC540LL/A</a><br />Vincanityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14836014638164659650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633518395811542789.post-90163708181590116502010-03-10T09:05:00.000-08:002011-10-20T07:52:46.990-07:00When I feel like everything is growing dim<br /> You're right there to help make me grin.<br /> When I feel like there is only the dark<br /> When your light shines in it triggers this spark.<br /> When I feel that warmth grow inside<br /> I know that you're right there beside.<br /> When I'm with the one that I know is mine<br /> I know it'll be for the rest of time.<br /> When I'm with you, I know I'm complete<br /> There is no one who could ever compete.<br /> You are the one that keeps me alive<br /> For your happiness I will always strive.<br /> Now I hope you feel the same way as I do.<br /> And baby, know that I always love you.<br /> <span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;">From the mind of Vincent Phillips to you.</span> </span>Vincanityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14836014638164659650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633518395811542789.post-49976192357500346682010-03-05T18:36:00.000-08:002011-10-20T07:53:09.052-07:00Like the soft petals of the cherry tree, her cheeks, so beautiful and delicate.<br /> With a scent sweeter than the sweetest rose,&nbsp; no perfume more exquisite.<br /> Every day I become more and more entranced by my little flower.<br /> I grow more attached, every second, every minute, every hour.<br /> If I could just touch my sweetest blossom, my skin would tingle electric.<br /> If I could just inhale her intoxicant, my thoughts would go eccentric.<br /> My little flower is most prized above all others in this world.<br /> I could not imagine my life without having this beautiful girl.<br /> I just want to be close to her, just to breathe her in.<br /> If she were any sweeter, she would be the deepest sin.<br /> But she would be one that I would gladly commit to, since repentance is not my fate.<br /> My little flower is incredible beyond reason, she never ceases to fascinate.<br /> <span style="font-size: large;">From the mind of Vincent Phillips to you.</span>Vincanityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14836014638164659650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633518395811542789.post-89151156372432296632009-12-30T02:07:00.000-08:002009-12-30T02:14:13.012-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Look around yourself and tell me what is there.<br /> Who is around you? Observe them but don't stare.<br /> Do you see in colors, or do you see the people within?<br /> Do you judge or do you let your eyes see under the skin?<br /> Do you let yourself be averted by someone of another race?<br /> Have you ever let yourself fall victim to this bad taste?<br /> For what really makes you different from them in the end?<br /> You just look at them and walk away, what have you learned then?<br /> You haven't learned a thing, too biased by prejudice.<br /> Would it really hurt you to keep an open mind? Ever ask yourself this?<br /> You wouldn't know who they are, you aren't inside their head.<br /> You don't know their thoughts, or what kind of life they've led.<br /> For if we were all of the same color, would anyone behave differently?<br /> Or would we still be the same as we are currently?<br /> No matter who we are on the outside, it's the spirit inside that defines.<br /> And a spirit cannot be caged in the body, so why do we draw these lines?<br /> What is the price of seeing what is outside the mind and soul?<br /> Why do we treat each other differently, for don't we all have the same goal?<br /> Do we not want to succeed in life? To make ourselves the best we can?<br /> And yet we drag ourselves down by differentiating between colors of man.<br /> For what truly makes us different? We should hang our heads in shame.<br /> For each of us is unique, and that is what makes us all the same.<br /> </div><span style="font-size: large;">From the mind of Vincent Phillips to you.</span><br /> <input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><br /> <div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Vincanityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14836014638164659650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633518395811542789.post-78400683835492780662009-12-24T16:59:00.001-08:002010-07-29T18:12:11.399-07:00I just wrote this because of my mother...She's hard to deal with sometimes...<br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: center;">This goes out to you, mother dearest...<br /> You seem to thrive on bringing pain, you sadist.<br /> You dwell on things that have past, no matter how long it's been.<br /> Time heals all wounds? I think not when you're in the scene.<br /> You constantly bring me down, you're like lead in water wings.<br /> Nonstop your tongue lashes, bitter and cruel towards all things.<br /> Mother dearest, what have I done to displease?<br /> Mother dearest, why must you bring me to my knees?<br /> Mother dearest, why must you pick at the wound?<br /> Mother dearest, why do you make me feel doomed?<br /> I must go away now, mother dearest...<br /> Do not look for me, for I am lost in your confounding forest.<br /> Your brand of love stings me, it leaves an ache in my heart.<br /> Your brand of care leaves nothing to me, it tears me apart.<br /> So mother dearest, I will continue to wish for the best.<br /> I will always carry you, deep inside my chest.<br /> Mother dearest, I cannot bring myself to hate.<br /> I could not go to your level, I could not be an ingrate.<br /> I cherish all that you've done, those twisted, loving deeds.<br /> But somehow inside of me, you planted the proper seeds.<br /> I've grown into a man, caring, loyal and strong.<br /> Maybe you knew, a part of your enigma all along.<br /> So I thank you mother dearest, for making me who I am today.<br /> And on my path of love and healing I will never go astray.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">From the mind of Vincent Phillips to you.</span></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><br /> <div id="refHTML"></div>Vincanityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14836014638164659650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633518395811542789.post-6761731819507807402009-12-24T03:41:00.000-08:002011-10-20T07:53:36.606-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">How did I exist before we came to be?<br /> There is no answer for this question, for I was not me<br /> For when you found me, I was the shell of an abused man<br /> I was used, abused, violated again and again<br /> Those first words you spoke breathed life into me<br /> Somehow it immediately set me free<br /> I was cold when you found me, but your words set me on fire<br /> The ice didn't even melt, just flashed to steam from my burning desire<br /> From the first words you spoke, my spirit started to fly<br /> I loved you so much, yet thought you would never love this guy<br /> <br /> How could I have thought such a thing? I realize now that I'm your soulmate<br /> How could I have been afraid of you? You made me feel so great.<br /> How could I have been missing this for all of my life?<br /> I never thought that someone would be so necessary for me to survive<br /> When you told me you loved me too, I couldn't believe it at first<br /> Those simple words made my entire being feel so full it could burst<br /> That was the beginning of our love for the rest of time<br /> I was so happy with knowing that you were mine<br /> And with you saying I was yours, I felt so at home<br /> No longer did I feel that I was in this world alone<br /> <br /> How could someone I barely knew have such an effect on me?<br /> How could someone I just met feel so deep and affectionately?<br /> How could a stranger to me be so familiar right from the start?<br /> I don't care about the answers to these questions, as long as we never part<br /> I still have you on this day, and I hope that I will for eternity<br /> You are the most perfect woman for me, this is a certainty<br /> How could I breathe when you steal my breath away?<br /> How could I live without your warmth to keep the world at bay?<br /> How could I exist without my other half?<br /> I cannot let you go. To do so would be daft.<br /> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><br /> </b></span></div><span style="font-size: large;">From the mind of Vincent Phillips to you.</span><br /> <input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><br /> <div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><br /> <div id="refHTML"></div>Vincanityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14836014638164659650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633518395811542789.post-33283328386968064702009-12-24T03:40:00.000-08:002009-12-24T03:40:32.802-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Once upon a time, in a land across the sea<br /> There lived a young girl, a Divine Beauty<br /> She was so lovely, so pure, so graceful<br /> With a heart of gold, no other is more faithful<br /> She had searched and searched, her heart yearned for love<br /> But she could not find it, her soul remaining a caged dove<br /> Divine Beauty enthralled all with just her sight<br /> Even great armies would cripple to her alluring might<br /> She had all but given up on love, thinking it beyond her grasp<br /> Then one day, she met a boy, who's heart she did clasp<br /> <br /> He was a Handsome Beast, his features sharp but they did entice<br /> Everywhere he went, there was not a being that didn't glance twice<br /> She stopped and stared, her heart skipping it's beats<br /> He smiled at her, she thought she would topple from her feet<br /> She smiled shyly back, his heart rate started to rise<br /> She looked like an angel, and held such intense beauty in her eyes<br /> When their eyes locked, it seemed as the Universe stood still<br /> Both of their hearts, with love, did instantly fill<br /> But their hearts were not enough, the love did continue to flow<br /> And it never stopped for a second, just continued to grow and grow<br /> <br /> He walked over, taking her small hand in his large palm<br /> As soon as they touched, they were washed over by a feeling of calm<br /> It was as if they were meant to be this way, touching each other in some way<br /> They knew from that moment on they wouldn't be going astray<br /> From each other and the intense love that they felt for each<br /> It was if they fed from each other, one symbiotic leech<br /> Their happiness fueled from the other one<br /> They are each others own personal suns<br /> They bring light to each others world, and wash away gray clouds<br /> When they are together, their hearts speak out loud<br /> <br /> Screaming of their love, and their happiness and joy<br /> Always overcome, like a child with a new toy<br /> He vowed to her forever that their love will reign true<br /> And she vowed to her she will be there through and through<br /> And so began their fairy tale, though their love is real as can be<br /> They were inseparable, and showed affection for the world to see<br /> For they were neither embarrassed nor afraid to show everyone<br /> Just how they loved, the way it should be done<br /> And so the tale of Divine Beauty and Handsome Beast continues to this day<br /> Love growing stronger, bonds growing deeper, and two beings molded as one like clay<br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">From the mind of Vincent Phillips to you.</span><br /> </div><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Vincanityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14836014638164659650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633518395811542789.post-49217972876080897602009-12-24T03:37:00.000-08:002009-12-24T03:37:57.366-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"></span>She's my beautiful angel, so amazing it's indescribable.<br /> The way I feel when I'm with her, it's so incredible.<br /> She makes me smile, no matter how I feel that day.<br /> She completes me, she's perfect in every single way.<br /> I love to see her smile, it's better than watching the sun set.<br /> I've felt so deeply about her, ever since the first day we met.<br /> She makes my heart soar, she makes my spirit free.<br /> She does everything, and she does it all for me.<br /> I couldn't choose someone better to spend my time through eternity.<br /> I know that as long as I'm with her, I will live happily.<br /> She's my beautiful angel, no one can change my mind.<br /> She's one in a million, a catch that I'm glad I could find.<br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">From the mind of Vincent Phillips to you.</span><br /> </div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Vincanityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14836014638164659650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633518395811542789.post-8799021653449377912009-12-24T02:52:00.000-08:002009-12-24T03:02:41.947-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">I think we need a break, from this crazy, chaotic world.<br /> Let's run away together, and we'll watch our love unfurl.<br /> We can lay in the meadow, holding each other close and tight.<br /> We can walk down the beach, hand in hand, watching the stars so high and bright.<br /> I'll never leave your side, and I hope that you'll never leave mine.<br /> I want to be with you forever and ever, until the end of time.<br /> I'm happiest when I'm with you, and I hope you're happy with me.<br /> When I see that beautiful smile of yours, it makes my heart jump with glee.<br /> So why don't you and I go, and not care about a thing<br /> And to you, love songs will be what I'll sing.<br /> I think we need a break, so our love can grow and grow.<br /> We are perfect for each other, and forever it will show.<br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 130%;">From the mind of Vincent Phillips to you.</span><br /> </div></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><br /> <div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /><!--Session data--><input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /><div id="refHTML"></div>Vincanityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14836014638164659650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-633518395811542789.post-64779863269394581062009-12-24T02:43:00.000-08:002009-12-24T02:47:55.071-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">What are we all but spiders and snakes? Spitting venom through our teeth.<br />Succumbing to a hidden nature, a primal urge buried far beneath.<br />For what truly separates us from animals, are we greater than beasts?<br />Or are we fooling ourselves? Better because we stand on two feet?<br />For who invented murder? Who invented lies?<br />Who invented greed and war that wages in the skies?<br />Are we the ones to be saved, when our actions leave us damned?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Or should we be blown away, nothing more than a speck in the timeless sands.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">From the mind of Vincent Phillips to you</span>.<br /></div></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Vincanityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14836014638164659650noreply@blogger.com0