I am not going to take any more bull from anyone, anywhere. The reason why is because I know life is better when people get along. There is a way to do it. I don't have to be a jerk, or get jerked. If my wife wants to jerk me, then she can. As for the rest of you mugs, I suppose you have something better to do than that.
I remember the day it happened. I couldn't believe this happened to me. My dream queen, another man, or men got to. Like a gangbang in a porn. I was just oblivious, like the dude in the porn is. I am no dude, am not gay, and was just ignorant. I didn't know anything. I suppose she was throwing me away.
Let it be that. I deserved that then. For me to be so careless in my love, to give away such a fantasy, for nothing at all. For a reason I cannot understand. How can this be for me? What did I do to make this come true? Am I a genius or what?
Lord, can you tell me what to do next? Go to bed in prayer. I said bed, not meditate. I did not say meditate. Can you just break a piece off and smoke a nug? Do you have to break it up into little bits? I think if you get the thing working right you'll have a fancy looking c-pipe.
Don't think that's what I want. Instead, I think having a real reason to smoke is better. Keep the solution to yourself, lest you tempt yourself into something ethereal, whatever that means.
I'm not saying I don't want the man to succeed. I'm not trying to break him down. I'm trying to live. I don't want anything bad to happen to him. However, the way the people use me is just disturbing. I have to fix this. Kids need to know being nice counts. Doing the right thing is better than doing the wrong thing.
I want you to stay on your horse. I'm here to help. Here for abuse, no not me. Here to help only. Getting paid is fine, but if I gotta step on someone's toes to get it, then no. I want you to act right.
No demon is going to take over the church. We're in bad shape if demons come to take claim. They can hover around, but they will be met with other beings who visit the church. The more you pray the more they pay. Lemme listen to The Lord. RIP Sister Flint. Keep it 'luya.
