Notes that are normal, notes that are average, not to be found here. Weird, crazy, twisted, heated, and anger, some of the rocks under the waves, cheers and laugh, good time, tales of love and hate. Coins to flip, cards on the table, back in time and space. Love and hate, one or both, snakes and frogs, to leave alone, games to be play, hands to shake, time to hell and back.
It's a nice, full of hope saying, but wanting to believe this, doesn't make it any truer. It's just a cruel deception for the ones who want to believe someone is thinking of them. I do believe in human connections, but this... This isn't one of them.Love and hate, one or both, snakes and frogs, to leave alone, games to be play, hands to shake, time to hell and back.
Don't change yourself to win someone's heart. Stay true and you'll find someone who likes you for being you.Be happy. Be who you want to be. If others don't like it, then let them be. Happiness is a choice. Life isn't about pleasing everybody.Just because things are bad now doesn't mean they're going to be that way forever.Shit happens. Everyday. To everyone. The difference is in how people deal with it.TIME TO TURN THE PAGE:Once Bitten By Snakes, Dances with Wolves.
I’ll ask kaddish Dopa to protect me and rebuke you for insulting me.So true .I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you. - Nietzsche..love ya all and all my friends and family .
Basket cases, retards, snakes in grass, ways to go, have to learn, how to give back. Tales told, more than once, back in the day, March thur May 2013, lost my way, my mother lost her way, and my sisters lost their way, found a snake in the grass. Role Models, Bitches, Lesbians, Dicks, Dawgs, Butches, And Dykes. Words To The Mothers.
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