Monday, March 8, 2010

Gosh I hope I don't sound Bitter?

Yea I've done a lot of bad fucking things. I'll always miss you Sandy, but I truly understand you. I changed my life easily as quickly as a Southern breeze changes, I loved ya deeply Sandy. I feel deeply for Lady M as she well is just as kind as you. We lived a different love you and I kid. Now I go onto this road with new love and courage in my heart, I have no hatred or anger toward my past but admiration's for the great things I did and continue to do so. I've been Lucky as I always found women that fell in love with me and I as well with them. I have a wonderful girlfriend now. Whats mine is hers and yet soon she has she has already discovered what I'm am and what I can do. I walk into church daily one on melrose and vine. I stand there at the Altar for a few minutes and ask for Happiness for Sandy and hers,but I ask God to please let me take care of Lady M properly as possible. She is kind, incredibly pretty but more importantly she has a heart bigger than my my sexual drive.

i TOTALLY DIG ON THE WAY i LOOK AND CAN'T WAIT TO BUY NEW CLOTHES MY LIFE'S ABOUT TO CHANGE FOR THE BETTER AND i COULD CARE LESS WAS POOR FOR ALMOST A YEAR AND HALF. I've BECOME QUITE THE LITTLE MISER ROFL. I sue now anybody that so looks at me wrong. I no longer take people with my hands. I simply arrest them and sue their asses off. See I don't give a shit if I win or not as long as I get to cross examine them on the stand lmao that's where the fucking party lays. So maybe a a million or 2 or maybe just a couple of k's so what I stuck Jimmy in jail and the point of that was simply bitch remember the fucking Almo. Jimmy you and Mom pull;ed the plug on my Dad. Well insect now I pull the plug on you cunt.on this day forward never will you work for a corp 500 and Jimmy I aint even got warmed up. My fucking goal is to strip of your "granted citizenship" and have your frijole eating ass deported back to that third world of a shithole called Mexico, yea half that shit Mexican blood is mine by my Pops and the other other half is Salvadorian by Mom, but you forgot something you piece of Mexican trash. I'm an American and baby Its "D" day and all those times as a kid you told me the USA was a thief and and on its way to decline lmao well bitch you tell that to the Jude at your Trial and Aryan Nation waiting for you at state prison

Cause sweetie am turning states evidence in against you hmm, I think hmmm, lets see according to Homeland  Security's received emails I say 10 minutes? BTW didn't even think I'm spending a fucking dime on a lawyer see baby I'm as good as one and darling you and the bench outside of the ex-parte room are bout to be real tight. BTW the restraining order against your useless ass should be served on you by tomorrow if not let me know so I can personally shove it up your ass. Let me spell this out so even a dumbfuck like you can understand Jimmy. Is not a threat, casual pipedream. I won't rest or stop until you have met Justice at the hands of a Judge. In case all this vemon dripping blogging was too hard to understand below is simpler even for a thing you to understand.

I A M C O M I N G FOR YOU. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo <3

 Johnny Cash sang this song couple days of ago tom me at the Gene Autrey. Mueuem

And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder: One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see." And I saw. And behold, a white horse.
There's a man goin' 'round takin' names. An' he decides who to free and who to blame. Everybody won't be treated all the same. There'll be a golden ladder reaching down. When the man comes around.

The hairs on your arm will stand up. At the terror in each sip and in each sup. For you partake of that last offered cup, Or disappear into the potter's ground. When the man comes around.

Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.

And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.

Till Armageddon, no Shalam, no Shalom. Then the father hen will call his chickens home. The wise men will bow down before the throne. And at his feet they'll cast their golden crown. When the man comes around.

Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still. Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still. Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still. Listen to the words long written down, When the man comes around.

Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.

And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.

In measured hundredweight and penny pound. When the man comes around.

And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, And I looked and behold: a pale horse. And his name, that sat on him, was Death. And Hell followed with him. 

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