Excerpts from Briju : a Love Story

By Zaen

 

From muchmusic.com:

“BRITNEY & JUSTIN BARE ALL

In what appears to be a public declaration of love for each other and further evidence of their ongoing affair, singer, actress and "writer" Britney Spears will be teaming up with loverboy, Justin Timberlake, to co-publish a book of poetry, love letters and diary entries---all pertaining to their relationship with each other.”

 

Below are exclusive excerpts from BriJu : a love story by Spears/Timberlake

 

 

Haikus:

            your curls are so hot

            blonde and bouncy all day long

            like me and my girls

 

            you are so sweet and pure

            now stick your tongue down my throat

            got something for yours

 

 

Diary entries:

 

            10/22/92

Dear Diary,

            I am in luuuuvv!  I met the cutest boy today, diary.  He is so hot!  He is so sweet too.  And I just lurrf him to death!  I just know one day I'm gonna marry him.  Only problem is, he's friends with this real buttwad!  He's always following my man around on the set of the show.  I can never be alone with him for a second!  Ugh!  Maybe I can sic Christina on him.  tee hee hee.  Anyway, diary, wish me luck.  I will make J-- mine.

--yours always,

Britbaby

p.s. HATE J.--  And his stupid hair!

 

 

            10/21/92

Yo, Diary

            This show isn't that bad...but I'll kill you if you tell anyone.  SIKE. It would be better if not for this stupid girl always chasing me around.  She follows me around like a puppydog!  She's always trying to get on my jock--tee hee!  But I made friends with a pretty cool dude.  JD? KC? Whatever.  He's nice, and has really pretty eyes...I mean, his jumpshot's aight!  Darn it.

--peace

JRT

 

 

Love letter excerpts:

 

from September 3, 2000 (edited)

My dearest Justin:

            I miss you so ---- much!  When I think about all the time we've been apart, I just want to lock myself in my room and ---- myself!  Ugh, I miss you're face, you’re hands, even your ---- hair!  I wish I culd run my fingers threw it rite now!  Just thinking about your ---- makes me so upset.  I think I'll take a cold shower or ---- or something.  Maybe then I'll just roll around in a huge ---- pile of money.  Remember that? Memorial Day?  Oh, damn, my ---- are getting ----.  Oh, Just.  Maybe we should just ---- after all?

luv,

your big hot ----

 

 

response,  September 12, 2000 (edited)

Yo, Brit!

            Damn, baby!  You got me all ----!  Especially after that ---- thang you was wearing at the VMAs last week. Ugh, thank God for lotion!  I thought I wuz gonna bust a ----, but JC calmed me down.  He's a good listener.  Ya know, I dreamt that you 2 were doin' it behind my back, and that you lived next door to each other on top of a hill.  Ain't that ---- whack?  Anyhoo, gotta go get my ---- on, baby.  Luv ya, girl.

 

your big fuzzy ----

JRT

 

 

Edited letter, May 4, 2001

J: Yo, I think we should co-author a book of “love poems” or some ----.  I needs more bling bling, and my ---- habit is more expensive than I thoughtt.  We can ---- some stuff, it’ll only take a second.   What cha think?

Sincerely,

Brit

 

Response May 4, 2001

B: ----, you always gotta be stealin’ my thunder, ----!  You know “Crossover Drivel” is gonna be the ---- bomb!  Whatever ----, do what you want.  We splittin’ the $$, right?

Yours truly,

J

 

 

Lyrics to unpublished song:

 

I like him

He likes me

Together we are pretty

Hit me one more time, baby

 

We have fun, him and me

We sing songs, go shopping

We kiss and we kiss and that’s it

Because I’m not that innocent

 

I like him

He likes me

Together we are very wealthy

Big shout out to Pepsi

 

co-authored, email poem:

 

            I feel so lucky

            to have a boy

            and he is so pretty

            doesn't want to touch me

 

            girl i'm the lucky one

            you're hot and lots of fun

            but to say i don't want it, miss

            I gotta say "What choo talkin' bout, Willis?"

 

            the fans adore me

            and the musical art I make

            but to get some monkey lovin'

            dude, tell me, what does it take?

 

            um, I ain't following you, girl

            I been down from the first

            let's go right now, cause i

            got sommin sommin to quench your thirst

 

            i feel so lucky

            and every day i grow stronger

            please tell me one more time

            how to make your love wand longer

 

            can't take this much more

            every day i meet a new wh--bore

            some skank who'll give up the bump

            gimme lots more than dry hump

 

            baby, must i remind you

            if it's facts that you seek

            we better do this quick before

            you pass your sexual peak

 

            c'mon baby what you waitin for

            old age and using a walker?

            sick and tired of all this teasin'

            and yo' mom playin' jock blocker

 

            well then lets get down to it

            19 years is long enuff to wait

            I'm all for it, let's start the fling

            when shall I expect the engagement ring?

 

            I am so very lucky

            to have a girl that's pretty

            have nothing but respect for my miss

            totally satisfied with a kiss

           

 

more haikus:

 

flowers grow, birds sing

world is great and everything

I need to get laid

 

I smile a real lot

And pretend many things too

I need to get laid

 

Said it would be good

Make you both rich and famous

if ya'll kissed a lot

 

Said it would be great

Your fans would adore you both

I need to get laid

 

 

Copyright ã May 2001 by KTA

 

PART TWO

 

(For your exclusive reading pleasure, here are even more excerpts from the upcoming, certain to be blockbusting publication, BriJu : a love story by Spears/Timberlake)

 

Haikus

 

Rub my head for luck

Slide your hand over the fuzz

Repeat with your tongue

 

They’re real, baby, real

You know all about their feel

Yeah, just like my nose

 

Acronymicals

 

Now our love is known

Sent out to the whole world

You are my baby

Now everyone knows…you

Can’t escape  (B.S)

 

Never have I loved anyone more

Safe is how

You make me feel

Next to you and your huge

D Cups (J.R.T.)

 

Online chat transcript August 7, 2000

 

ChocLovr: Damn, it's hot in here

LikMiNow: Where r u?

ChocLovr: At Jcz.  He won't turn on the damn AC

LikMiNow: what r you guys doin?

ChocLovr: Just hangin'.  he's spazzing about being 24 tomorrow

LikMiNow: He's not old.  tell him i said hi

ChocLovr: Here heeldldllisdlfkk

ChocLovr:  Hi, Bri.  your boyFRIEND is keeping me company

LikMiNow: ummmm, hi!  howz yer bod.  I mean...what's up?

ChocLovr: 8df89o48rse8u dslksstop itosijusdtjdin heyskdjfld

LikMiNow: hello? 

ChocLovr: d89((-dinot8**"d fj0herel shel){ (Ufindd***outBJKDJFDF

LikMiNow: Guys?  What's going on?

ChocLovr: Sorry 'bout that, Bri.  JC can't type for shit

LikMiNow: I bet he can do other things well

ChocLovr: Huh?  What?

LikMiNow: You know...write songs?

ChocLovr: Yeah, I guess.  I gotta go.  He's b bbvvvvvvvvvvKlDiFcDkDitIbaaabFLDee:

LikMiNow: Justy?  What's going on?

ChocLovr: KL:9ffkdfdkjsssssssssssdddddddddddddfuxxxxxckxxxxxxxxxyeiiiiiiah

LikMiNow: You know you can't sign off without saying U wuv me first, right?

ChocLovr:  j0j =dsfisdpa[ sdf;if'kf'f'f'suckdkfd9(**887777it--dofjslds;d

LikMiNow: is that keyboard jamming again?  Why don't you buy a new laptop?  Every time I talk to you, this happens!

LikMiNow: Hello?  Still there?  Do you still wuv your babygirl?

***Chocklovr has gone offline***

LikMiNow: Damn.

 

More acronymicals

 

Sometimes I

Cry at night

Rehashing the days’

Events, but I know you

Want and respect

Me, and that’s

Enough.  Really, it is. (B.S.)

 

Thanks for being you

Every night, and for

All you do for me

Sure,

Everything’s fine.  (J.R.T.)

 

More haikus

 

I’m glad we will wait

Until we can set a date

Then it will be pure

 

Sure it will be pure

But you must be a fool if

You think I am, too

 

Letters

 

January 29, 2001

Dearest Brit,

            Baby, it’s not what you think!  We were just wrestling, that’s all!  Just wrestling.  And I told you that his luggage was lost, so he borrowed some of my boxers!  Why do you always jump to conclusions?  And why the hell did you stop by the hotel, unannounced, when I specifically asked you not to anymore?  Anyway, I don’t blame you.  I blame that stuff you’re on!  You need help, girl!  You’re totally paranoid, seeing things that aren’t there, making stuff up.   A month long stay in rehab might do us—I mean, YOU some good.  Anyway, I gots to go, girl.  I gotta pick Jayce up at the free clinic.

 

Your loving, faithful Justin

 

February 5, 2001

Dear Justin,

I’m so sorry.  I know it’s my fault.  Things have just been out of control.  I have to admit, I was a little messed up when I went to your hotel room.  I’d had a glass of wine on the plane (you know what a nervous flier I am) and totally forgot about the cold medicine I’d already taken.  That mixed with my prescription meds…well, you saw me.  I do apologize.  Of COURSE you and Josh were wrestling, you do it all the time.  I guess I was totally hallucinating you being naked on that bed when I walked in.  God, maybe I do need rehab…for prescription medication.  And, I’m just tired.  And lonely.  I miss you, baby!  You never come see me anymore.  You hardly call, either.  If I didn’t know better I’d swear you were trying to break up with me!  Sorry, just being paranoid.  I trust in your love, and I know we’ll be together forever. 

 

Right?

Your wacky lover, Britney

 

 

More acronymicals

 

It’s so hard being

Lonely without you

Only having your

Voice helps me through

Each night, my sweet

Justy.  Sure, it’s you I’m

Crazy for.  Only you.  (B.S.)

 

I’m going mad with

Loneliness

Over you, my

Valentine

Ever yours,

Justy.  Faithful to the

Core.

This I promise

Only you.  Isn’t’ it

Obvious?  (J.R.T.)

 

It’s not always bad

Fantasies are quite

Useful.  They

Can

Keep me well

Enough.

Don’t worry, I’ll be

Just fine until you

Come again  (B.S.)

 

Some times are harder than

Others

Dreams aren’t enough

I’m lucky to have great friends who’d

Do just about anything for me

Isn’t’ it obvious?  (J.R.T.)

 

 

Copyright ã May 22, 2001 by KTA

 

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