Wednesday, June 30, 2010

kave mann kong

I nnneedd some weed for this shit mann

wiicked shit

wicked shit . were the fuck is my hachet

me and my story the REALLY really reely lely lrly ... . . short verion

I was born in caly and moved to texas at age 5 and moved to at age 17.birth date June 21 1991. 11.59:59 gemini and cancer cusp.
that's when my life stared...

Monday, June 28, 2010

crap rolls down hill.

why am I the one to blame. why are you to join them . why do I care what you think. why to you deplor me. is becuase. I stand below you to left and behind. is becuase I don't support you. is becuase I left you behind. is it becuase I ignored you. is it be beuase I exsiste. is becuase. depolor you. is it becuase I do not plead the 5th. is that why you step on me. becuase I ask the question. is that why you are so high. that I can not tuch you. well I will tell what. i WILL TELL YOU NOW. that I do not depend. depend on you or what you do. with out I would be just fine. I tell you once I tell you again that . you can not conrol me. beuase I see your lies I see you drive. and it is with YOU who I can not relate. I owe you nothing. I owe not at all. for what I have been giveing, is great than you are tall.

herding cats

I fell like I am herding cats. cats that have there own lives . cat that love you and tell you they care untill they dont need you. I put out the cat food I give them water I pervide a safe home and what do thet pay me. they pay me in rats in kittens and pers . they pay in poop a stains and horrid smells like doom. they pay me in hater they pay me I blood. they pay me in raw knows what but I can never find. them. i FEEL LIKE i'M HERDING CATS i FELL IKE THEY DONT CARE . i FELL LIKE THEY DON'T CARE. feel like I don't like them but I know that's not far.

forces to fight

this is to my people the down troden and the weak the rebell voice the freedom of chose. the one thay call them . the birth day missers the not so well wishers. and crpiled and the lam.
fight the wra. the war within your selfes fight the war break the curse. break your self loose of bondage . tell me now your strong and, how you fight the fight for we. me I am just a lowly old begger telling you mystory. tell you this but don't get pissed. the sane are the weak. the brain is a delicate tool . you have to be carefull or it breaks. think to hard think to long. and the mind became a your weakist link. give it some rest. don't take it to far. but make sure to make sure that your eality is real . and whats there is not to far and and that. we do not persue perection. we have idea but be we draw no false con-clue-shuns.we take accout we we whrite the amout and we take nothing for grated. we think alot but but not tomuch for we still need to doo thing. for we are thw rebells. for we are the future. but before we go we have to know just how much do we need.