

BlakersI'm living with a madman A man with a head full of flames A pretty face, a mind displaced The guy drives me insaneBlakers
To him the sky is beneath his feet And the ground is above his head All the non-Christians are not alive And the non-Christians should all be dead
To him all I say is insult And all that I do's a mistake I don't put out, I always pout And I'm always home too late
I nag him to much, I've lost my drive Somehow I'm cheating, and I'm not alive I over-react and I blame him too much And some how he loves me as such  


My PatriotSixth grade, I met a patriot The worlds most awesome friend By seventh grade I loved him And our time came to an end Distant lands were calling him And death was calling me So my patriot moved far away He desired to keep us freeMy Patriot
And now my patriot goes to war A man, a ranger, fully grown And I wait in fear, tears in my eyes Waiting for him to come home
Come back to me, my patriot Your time here isn't done So many people here love you Of them I'm only one
But my love for you hasn't dwindled at all The years have taught me
Train Ride
hopefully ill be taking more pictures again this year at gay pride
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im a narutard and proud =3
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For some people, truth is considered as a hate speech.
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~Hagalaz~
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For some people, truth is considered as a hate speech.
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~Hagalaz~
Process too much and you get Velveeta cheese.
Thank you so much for the favorite
Much apreciated
Cheers!
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*Divadlo
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~* Everything in this room is eatable... Even I am eatable, But that is called "canniballism" dear children, and is In fact, frowned upon in most societies.*~
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