Tony must die, before my mother or the rest of my family does, the fucker decided to showed up with a pistol and knife today and tried to come up to our house through the woods, bastard but my mom shot at him and the coward went running back to his car and drove off, he either wants to hurt us, or steal more shit, the bastard should rot in the cold ( Read more... )

aahhhhh life without anger....

Here is a poem written by my dear friend Briann Bell ( Read more... )

Well I was eating some of those wacky flavored jelly beans and realized everyone is a different flavored jelly bean, with sweet and nasty characteristics in everyone, all I wanna know is what flavor whould I be, can anyone tell me?.............

This song should have been dedicated a long time ago, to the one I still care for ( Read more... )