  ey babe. i'm going through all our old emails.  here's some stuff that both you and me said that stuck out at me.  chek em.  my angel:  "
i think we are both dreamers so we enjoy the utopia in things,  you know?  we go beyond everyone else.  tomorrow is friday and we have 3 days left before we go back to school,  what do you plan on doing?  to be sane,
 what is that?  i wanna dance in rain again,  be in a place where there is no one. enjoy myself. jus be Me.  i can not wait til this day comes,
 and surely it will. right?  read the story:  She told him,  lets get out of town.  He knew something was wrong from the words they had lacked,
 He stopped and parked by a railroad track.  Finally she said " My parents said we cannot be.  He took out a piece of paper and began to write,  Then he said " Read it tonight"
 All of a sudden he was drowned in fears,  He bit his lip to fight his tears.  Within a few seconds the metal collided.  The last thing she remembered was blood running red,  And someone saying " Sorry hes dead"
 She reached into her pocket and took out the note,  And stared sadly at the message he wrote Her eyes started burning and started to cry,  The note simply read " Without you i would die.  i like a lot,  when love is so deep,
 its amazing/  =  * partially the reason why i watch very old indian movies*  ME ( THINKING BACK)
 DAM WAS THAT A HINT?  B- LIZZZZZZLEEE BACK TO MY ANGEL'S WORDS:  you are one of the few,  that wwhen i talk to. i feel REAL.
 thanks for the feeling of sane- ness MY WORDS:  bowlingz probably > gonna be too much trouble,  so its on you > choices my pops is willing to drive to:
 > citywalk > mall > fuck the movies > galleria > wherever.
just CALL so we can fig.  it out >  >  > caLL meEE womAAAN. haha try at least.
 >  > sooo. how waz ya day?  > i delve into details later on,
 if you call?  >  > flows have been coming out weird lately.  im trying to collect > radical thoughts but they just burst onto the page.
eh. whatever > works >  > btw:  our performance saturday nite was super dopeness.
 >  > tracks im bumpin:  alicia keys -  songs in A minor -  track 11 >
that song is phAT.  >  > am i rapper?  or an emcEE?  >
 > that is the question.  shakespeare had it twisted up > till our next entourage.  > im out like the environment in say.
2 years BACK TO YOUUUU:  i get tha whole theory thing about going to college without paying,  i think me and you should pick a campus buy a condo and jus live there and write some maddd books babyy,  hell yeaah,  i can see that happening.  you got some brilliant ideas man,
 i swear.  coooo!  im excited rite now,  woot woot!  but like. yeaa,
 im here for YOUUUU!  (  * wink*  so yeaa i gOT YOU BAbE!  hahaa,
 i love that song now.  ( NOTICE THE " NOW" ANOTHER HINT MAYBE?  i love being close to you,
 it makes me feel totally invincible.  ( OhH SHIt. yA boyEe conTInuALLy worKS gaME. evEN in hIS sleEPP. chek EM:
 > till next time my DEar devastatingly darLING dynamic disturbingly > DOpe HomgURl >  > whoa. i didn't there were that many adjectives describing you that >
started with D hahaha. hopefully you enjoyed that little memory trip as much as i did. i ain't even half way done but i'ma leave it at there for now.  good luck at skool today. give the trees my love. but not too much.
gotta save the rest for someone special. nah homie not you hehehe jus kidddding i lOOOOOvVEEE youUU nOOOOOr.  iluvthewayyoutalk iluvthewayyouwalk iluvthewayyoudress iluvthewayyousmile iluvthewayyousmell iluvthewayyoulaugh andmostofall iluvyourbigfatbutt hehehe.  bOOty.  hhhehe. i loOOooOvvvee youuu.
 my babe.  all mine.  my angel.  noor sethi damn. that shit look gOOd.  mr.
 &  mrs.  mandeep and noor sethi dAYAAAMMMM.  that shit is hOtt as a mothafucka. now lean back. ah.
lean back hold her tight in my arms,  and my problems are all healed/  she's the angel of the battlefield/  i stand among warriors,  and i don't need a shield/  she's my angel of the battlefield/
 noor sethi.  mine all mine.
