|
|
| From | Bulletin | |
| NewYorkGangsta1
December 16, 2007 |
|
|
| vlogolution
December 16, 2007 |
|
|
| NewYorkGangsta1
December 16, 2007 |
|
|
| NewYorkGangsta1
December 16, 2007 |
|
|
| NewYorkGangsta1
December 16, 2007 |
||
| See all bulletins | ||
|
|
|
|
Really? Well I wish you didn't freak me out by talking to me with no warning. How about a heads up first, like writing a note? You could talk all this time and the first words out of your mouth are criticism? What's the message? Don't smoke weed or your dog will be disappointed in you? The same dog that I have to yell at every day to keep him from eating out of the cat's litter box? Who cares what he thinks?
Whatever that chick is smoking, it ain't weed!
Trev
sticks and stones faggot
This is the voice of the voiceless: we have learned about making choices, after persecution and dillusion, we have suffered the solution, to build our foundation on natural elements to assurence of light, we will rise, as babylon, falls,
chanting inspiration for the righteous, dislocation from the social order, kingdoms will rise to power, but kingdoms fall to dust,
the ashes of the dead will be a sign the time approaches,
arms raised, eyes gaze, tongues of fire whisper, this life will soon slip away, babylon you will fall, your days are numbered, who will hear your cries as you fall?