Lord Sydes .Born in 1950 and this is funny if disturbingly true. Failure is proof that you tried. Now go try again.'...LOVE AND HONOR, ONE OF THE FEW, GUNS TO FIGHT THE WARS. MARINES IN BLUES, DANCES AT WEDDINGS, JOYS AND PAINS, DREAMS TO LOCKS OF HARES, LOTS OF LUCK.
I never cared if you were “gay”or whatever acronym you chose to call yourself, until you started shoving it down my throat.
I never cared what color you were, until you started blaming me for your problems, and have taken over about 80% of the media.
I never cared about your political affiliation, until you started to condemn me for mine.
I never cared where you were from in this great Republic, until you began condemning people based on where they were born and the history that makes them who they are.
I have never cared if you were well off or poor, because I’ve been both, until you started calling me names for working hard and bettering myself.
I’ve never cared if your beliefs are different than mine,until you said my beliefs are wrong.
I’ve never cared if you don’t like guns,until you tried to take my guns away.
Now...I care.
I’ve given all the tolerance I have to give. This is no longer my problem. It’s your problem.
You can still fix it. It’s not too late. But it needs to be soon. I’m a very patient person. But I’m out of patience.
There are literally Tens of Millions of people just like me that are sick of all your Anti-American crap!!
I’ve always cared about life, and all lives, but now you try to force the notion on me and my other fellow citizens & patriots that certain lives matter more than others.
You protest, riot, attack, burn and loot. Your so called “movement” has become a radical out-of-control bunch of thugs, criminals and anarchists who are destroying our Country.
We have had enough! America is the greatest country on Earth, and if you don’t like America, then you can leave.
I never cared what color you were, until you started blaming me for your problems, and have taken over about 80% of the media.
We are done caring about your misguided “feelings.” You don’t have the right to enjoy American freedoms if you are trying to take that right away from other Americans.
once in a lifetime
Course I'm quite aware that most of the folks on this site are in fact male. And I am sure I will get a lot of mail from these so-called successful males that can get girls like they can get anything. I just have a condition that causes me to be quite anti-social, and I also don't have many friends. Therefore, I don't go very many places, get invited to parties, etc. So I'm really setting myself up for a girl who will take advantage of me. But that's ok. Let's just get started.Just saying, expired not pending, is what it should say now, how long with that take, in a perfect world. Dances In The Dark, Spiders And Snakes, Tips And Tales: History Noted. 'Went from "We're in this Together" To "Show me your Papers" pretty quick huh?
Chaps and cheers, rocks to roll, gems to find, brothers and sisters, notes to take, walks in the shadows, waiting for the lights in the sky. 9:45 every night, would you like to go.So many stories....Time waits for No one.Inline image.Hopes, Dreams In Light Of Day, Faces In Mirrors, Faces Of Frogs: Mountains. Kings, knights, dicks, dawgs, and dates. . Good Tales .
To close, to sell the house, get assholes on paper, out of the way. Let us go, Ben Battles, Starlet Battles, to fight, we go, coming for you ass-whites, help from the stars, dead family members in the sky. Thanks Bill Bailey,Thanks Mamas, Sally Anne Silva, not. So many stories....Time waits for No one.Inline image.Hopes, Dreams In Light Of Day, Faces In Mirrors, Faces Of Frogs: Mountains.
LOTS OF LUCK. LOSING MY RELIGION. FACES IN LIGHTS, STARS, SLUTS, SLUGS, SNAKES IN GRASS, STEERS, QUEERS, FLY.Cheers, and Chaps, for a brighter day, on the right side of the grave. A Case for Baskets, Not a Basket Case.Pissing in the wind, waves to relieve the extra water, fecal matter, and shit, thanks so much for the laughs, and the pictures, to say the rest.Are you in need of a lawyer
LOSING MY RELIGION. FACES IN LIGHTS, STARS, SLUTS, SLUGS, SNAKES IN GRASS, STEERS, QUEERS, FLY.It should never matter what prayer rituals we say from within our heart, It should never matter what sacred ceremonies we perform to give respect and honor to the one, it will never matter what name we have for the one who created all things.“March To May:Flights Of Madness.Stages Of Life: The Good, Bad, Ugly
'White Privilege Ended in 1964-.I ain’t the one to gossip so you ain’t heard it from me .Magic Madness.End is not the end, in fact E.N.D. "Effort Never Dies" If you get No No as an answer, remember N.O. "Next Opportunity". means. How are the movies Titanic and the Sixth Sense alike? Icy dead people.
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FUCKING BRILLIANT FUCKING BRILLIANT FUCK-A-DOODLE-DOO'.Joy and pain, dancing in the sunshine.LOSING MY RELIGION. FACES IN LIGHTS, STARS, SLUTS, SLUGS, SNAKES IN GRASS, STEERS, QUEERS, FLY.
Crooks, Cheaters, Liars, How To Make A Buck. Spruce Power , Sue Me States.Welcome to your worst nightmare! Dances On The Sands Of Time, Pages To Write, Veterans To Date.UNDRESSED: So true .I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you. When We Were Young
So many stories....Time waits for No one.Inline image.Hopes, Dreams In Light Of Day, Faces In Mirrors, Faces Of Frogs: Mountains. Kings, knights, dicks, dawgs, and dates. . Good Tales
To close, to sell the house, get assholes on paper, out of the way. Let us go, Ben Battles, Starlet Battles, to fight, we go, coming for you ass-whites, help from the stars, dead family members in the sky. Thanks Bill Bailey,Thanks Mamas, Sally Anne Silva, not. So many stories....Time waits for No one.Inline image.Hopes, Dreams In Light Of Day, Faces In Mirrors, Faces Of Frogs: Mountains.LOTS OF LUCK. LOSING MY RELIGION. FACES IN LIGHTS, STARS, SLUTS, SLUGS, SNAKES IN GRASS, STEERS, QUEERS, FLY.Cheers, and Chaps, for a brighter day, on the right side of the grave. A Case for Baskets, Not a Basket Case.Pissing in the wind, waves to relieve the extra water, fecal matter, and shit, thanks so much for the laughs, and the pictures, to say the rest.Are you in need of a lawyer
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