The Weeknd Thread ( "Hurry Up Tomorrow" Coming Soon)

Favorite Weeknd Project?

  • House of Balloons

    Votes: 39 41.5%
  • Thursday

    Votes: 6 6.4%
  • Echoes of Silence

    Votes: 4 4.3%
  • Kiss Land

    Votes: 20 21.3%
  • Beauty Behind The Madness

    Votes: 5 5.3%
  • Starboy

    Votes: 6 6.4%
  • My Dear Melancholy

    Votes: 7 7.4%
  • After Hours

    Votes: 7 7.4%
  • Dawn FM

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • Total voters
    94
Nooooo 
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you know there were some people in the crowd listening to the rest of the set feeling uncomfortable as hell because they only signed up for "Earned it" and instead got "I only **** you when it's half past 5, the only time that I'd be by your side"
Definitely had a couple of them like...

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No reason any dudes in that crowd should be going home alone after that set with all them yambs out there. You know they're all ready to go.
 
Good times...

It was around this time last year. I was still going through the phase where harlots came in and out of my life at such an alarming rate that, months later, any man would have been sweating bullets during the week it took for his STD test results to come back, let me tell ya. I had recently been put on the musical brilliance that is the weeknd, but I never quitegot it. i thought his voice was nice, but I didn't pay much mind to the lyrics. I was content with just listening to the songs with memorable choruses such as The Birds pt 1. Tombout riding with the radio blasting, warning any female against falling in love with someone like me... albeit I was riding alone with the windows up so they probably didn't get the message. Anyway. It's amazing what a bottle of Jack Daniels honey can do to a guy. You're not quite drunk, but you won't chance taking your other other benz out for a spin either. I was in some sort of trance and my drunk text romeo game was operating at such a remarkable level. Needless to say, it was only a matter of time before one of the young ladies I'd been chatting it up decided to come pay me a visit. For some reason, I decided to give both house of balloons and Thursday a listen. I remember recalling the irony of the situation of listening to the song Thursday on a Thursday in which I'd been consuming alcohol.

Being properly intoxicated, his music spoke to me. It took on a whole new life. By the time the aforementioned female arrived, a savage hid behind my low brows. I viewed her as a toy... or rather a puppet whose only purpose for being was for my entertainment. He made me look at her not as a person, but as a thing to be enjoyed... but never cared about. She was normally a reserved specimen, always coy and timid... but I saw to destroy that aspect of her being that night. By now, I'd listened to both albums twice on random shuffle in my itunes library. She noticed I was drinking and asked if she could have a cup. I said whiskey isn't normally for girls. She was about 19 at the time and probably just experiencing with vodka and other drinks of the like. None the less, she insisted and I obliged. Fifteen minutes later, it got interesting.

My fellow NT brethren... at least once in your life, listen to Wicked Games when you're buzzing with a female. However, this female cannot hold any particular significance in your life, because you will look at her differently. Hell, I couldn't care less about the girl I was hanging out with, but to this day I still look at her with a mixture of resentment, disgust, and infatuation anytime I see her around. Needless to say, we didn't speak much after this night in particular.

Wicked games came on. She's feeling the effects of the whiskey and is talking herself up something fierce. Says she's pretty lively and had "her ways". She either said something about being a gymnast or a Faith Hill enthusiast. I asked if she was one of those girls who could put her legs behind her head. She didn't respond, but chose to show me instead. I knew then and there that I was obligated to ravish her vagina with the strength of 10 Thors. Then she slapped me in the face and called me a bad boy. I bs you not NT.

It threw me off so bad, but I never felt more arroused. The next ten seconds I sat there staring at her with my hand on my face and my mouth agape. Next thing I know, she's stripping to the music (still wicked games). I watch as she opens the blinds of my window and ties her leggings around her wrist. I tie her up to the door and spent the rest night partaking in debauchery that, in retrospect, is so filthy and appalling, all I can do is shake my head and suppress the urge to call her up one more time.

The morning after was quite a memorable one. Awkward as all hell, but memorable.

But yea, I'll probably cop the trilogy when it drops.

I wrote this almost three years ago. I fear Mood Music is going to take me right back to being that person :smh:
 
Oh I am going to have an interesting summer if he blesses us with an album.

I need to just not care for one of these women for a night around here
 
Crying at the thread jump.

Y'all were in here like it was Twitter.

:lol: everyone lost their **** when mood music was performed. But apparently it won't be called mood music. :nerd:

It's funny, when we first heard the track last month, I thought the shriek was coming from girls in the crowd every time... I had no idea that mess was actually incorporated into the song itself. **** is scary, man. So much depravity going down. :lol: :smh:
 
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