I use to have friends come over
I used to be happy with positive energy
There was change
Yes there was a change
You. You. You.

I had a positive outlook for myself
Didn’t make you happy did it
Now I’m the problem just like everyone else

Take your Debbie cakes somewhere else
Debbie downer
Tired of hearing about their faults
When it was you you you

I still have my friends even enemies that want to be friends
What do you have?

Debbie cakes Debbie cakes
Soon the truth will reveal
Debbie cakes

Time seem darker
Time goes faster
Yesterday was brighter
Today was a disaster

Disney and Sony
They are *****
Yelling and screaming mostly at Sony
But yet it is all part of the plan
Got to keep the bedroom demands

Spider-Man ain’t going no where
Disney and Sony’s secret love affair
Sony already signed with Venoms behind
Disney slurping all the ***** and creamin

Tom Holland is drunk with Tom Collins
Exciting you see, frustrating as it seems
Sony and Disney laughing all just because
Everyone is starting all the crazy fuss

Re-releases golden showers final hours
*** is better in front of others we together
Can’t ****** if it’s at the end game
Insane is the main part of the fame

It’s already been signed you see
The most fun is watching in ecstasy
We don’t give a **** what you say
It will all be announced this Labor Day

Because we work hard and stay hard
Didn’t come this far
So start the fire
Because we already **** tony McGuire

When the devil lies
I must regret
But when angels lies
On a silhouette
The devil flies and minds all set
Because when an angel lies
We already dead

Richer get richer
Poorer get poorer

Richer get weaker
Poorer get stronger

Richer become worried
Poorer become warriors

Poorer get richer
Richer get poorer

Medium in between
Is the cycling machines

It’s all Hell to me
Your truth, their truth it’s all lies to me

Hers truth, his truth it’s all lies to me

The truth my Hell  It’s all Hell to me

Your hell, their Hell it’s all Hell to me
Her hell, his Hell it’s all Hell to me

Your lies, their lies it’s all truth to you

Her lies, his lies it’s all truth to them
The lies are Hell but it’s all truth to you

I’m tacky
Weird, yes I am

The sunshine is my friend

Neon, fuchsia,vibrant and the colors of happiness that glows in darkness too

Always my friend and that makes me happy

Bold, outspoken,
Weird, yes I am

Peace on Earth
Let what you fight for be worth it
Do it for the greater good
Once you decide, remember no turning back
Remember everyone is proud
Let a fight have meaning
Everyone’s rights and rights of everyone
Fights don’t come cheap
Fights hurt everyone, but for peace?
Sincerely,
Hell on Earth

Happy New Years
This year, I’m going to be the same.
Nothing new, nothing different
It’s my commitment to you

Don’t mess with me and I won’t with you
Memories of a great past will always last
Learnings and understandings make
Great surroundings

This year I’m going to be me
I want it to be you too
Any which way you go, I’ll be here to support you

May 20 20 bring many many
Happiness to plenty plenty

Everyone I love dies
Way to young
Please stay we us
I’ll die loving you❤️

I don’t know how to write it
So many great times you know
It’s where you lived it and experienced
Can’t write it
So much had happened
Good, bad, sad and fun times
Too many memories to remember
Emotions hasn’t all hit yet
Eventually they will

Hadn’t been happy
But yet found happiness

Not happy
Who is anymore

Been there, done that
Did find happiness

Still not happy
Maybe it’s just me

Listen to what I say
What I’m telling is the truth
Don’t look away because what I say is truth
Hear what I say is what you like
Hear what I’m doing is your heart
Hear what I say is what you do
Read what I wrote is the truth
Read it and say how much you love me
Read it and know it’s the truth
Be with me and you will see
It’s just you and me and the end thee
Listen to me and read with me
What you read will be with thee
Thee is what you are with me
You help me to end thee

together afraid,
Brings the demons today
If tomorrow has came
We be resting in shame

Never afraid
That’s how the demons are dead
Tomorrow has come
Now that It seems we had won

Always afraid
That there is never a plan
Future is here
Burn back the demons land

I was there
Warm wind blowing in my hair

The window half down
And such beauty all around

Warm wind breeze
Such memories

Mr.  Man Attorney

I want to write you to thank you for all of your hard work on my case. I know you had doubts on my case,  and especially on me. I wasn’t worried about the text messages from me to Mr ******* or vice verse. He wouldn’t had produced them the way they were written. It did bother me how you were upset about the text messages. You did make me feel like I wasn’t trust worthy.

The truth is that you don’t need to always read into everything. Some things are left to be unread. You did say once that “it’s ok and that you had read and seen it all.”
The thing is that I wouldn’t care if you seen all the naked photos or pornographic material on my phone.  

I was ***** by my best friend. The friend who ***** me was the one who introduced me to Mr *******. I’m not ready to face that person. I’m not ready to face that situation at all. It’s not going to happen.

Thank you for your representation. Also those copies that you gave me, can I have you to say that Mr ******* gave them to you?  He has gotten into my electronics and phone. Good luck for me to prove it right?

Life goes by fast
If you only pay attention to the flickering

Life can go much slower
If you become the one that flickers

Life will go on
Life will move on
Life is you and me too

Do you really think of your children, do you really think of our children?

Out of my home at 18 and never be seen
Good bye so long as long as you’re gone

Just remember I get older
Just remember me

No community owes you
People don’t have your back. No community owes you that.
Only those that love you have your back. No people owe you that.
It’s all about you and the community that you live in that gives back. They still don’t owe you that and that’s a fact.

I’ve been through a lot. Been told I could write a book. To be honest I couldn’t remember all that ****. One thing is I do remember what does stand out. I guess is to where the beginning happens and where it ends off.

I honestly don’t know where to begin. Not like you want to know me. Who the **** are you too?  You know what?  ******* too. Since we are well aquatinted now then maybe we do know each other.

How are you and how you been?  I’m great. Could be better but you know. **** happens all the time. Yea I heard about your **** too. That’s *****. Pretty ****** up man. I hear that **** all the time dude.

I guess you heard all my **** too?  Yeah. Pretty much. No one has nothing better to do but to post up garbage. I don’t really care though. Anyone who knows me would know better.

I don’t think I like people much. I feel like pulling my hair out. Terrible things happen all the time but you have to find a way through them. I’ve been ******* on, yelled and screamed at, cussed and ****** on.

Sometimes the **** was consensual. Hey what ever floats your boat. Not like I would judge you for any excursions. If it makes you happy and it’s legal nor lethal, go for it. Life really is short.

Turns out that I really don’t like writing and I get bored. I’m bored now. I don’t even want to high light or discuss what I said earlier. Not an Indian giver, just hate going through ****. Thoughts and detail do hurt.

Ones mind may never be understood by those who want answers. Many are fascinated by those who they don’t understand.

Deep in the mind of the misunderstood can be grueling but yet pleasing. Can’t predict them at all. Extreme, unique, flamboyant or anything as it seems.

Why seek the answers for what you don’t know?  Answers can be deadly as it has been shown. Remember you are never alone.

And not for Nancy, even though I know she had opened this letter. I never felt welcomed one bit into your family ever. I only write to you Clarence.

It’s only because you were the only one that would open up and listen for a change. You did talk your **** at times but at least with me, you would shut the hell up and listen, unlike the holly hell going on at your house. I think you know at least reason and respect at least and that’s why I liked talking to you.

I loved Charlie to death. I still do. My life really hadn’t been the best without him. We were young but wanted to go to places. Do you remember how that felt like being young and wanting to go out and explore?  I know you do and it’s probably one of the reasons you enjoy hunting and fishing if you still do.

I really just wished that mine and Charlie’s mom got along. Wasn’t going to happen. Nancy likes to be a strong woman and so does my mom. I remember one night when me and Charlie were still in high school that he asked me out for a dinner and a movie. During that date, Charlie yelled at his mother and was disrespectful. It kind of scared me. I actually broke it off with him.

My mother asked about Charlie and I told her I broke it off. She said well don’t you think his feelings were hurt?  I really did consider his feelings. I really did and I talked to him again at school. I told him how I felt and he listened and actually apologized. Well we got back together and you know the rest of the story.

Nancy was very overbearing and would never give me a chance at anything. I love to cook, but I am a vegetarian. Just because I choose to be a vegetarian doesn’t mean I don’t know how to do anything in the kitchen. Would you actually care to eat something delicious that was different?  

I remember being in your living room and Bill Clinton had made a speech that his life of infidelities was no ones business. You spoke up to that television and agreed. From what your children and relatives say, you do have wisdom in-spite of your 8th grade education.

I was told you did try to pass the GED a few times and gave up. At least you did try. Charlie told me once that I would never be able to graduate and not even by my 21 birthday. I guess when he passed away I made that my challenge and succeeded it and with honors and a scholarship. I did invite you all but I know you couldn’t come to my graduation.

It was important to me. I really just don’t understand why our families couldn’t get along. It’s all water under the bridge really but just so very sad how everything ended. I tried to reach out to Claire about 8 or 9 years ago. She just told me off. She said I’m the reason for everything and much more. That hurt a lot.

Joey is doing so good. He is finishing his last year at his school. Everyone is so proud of him and you would be too. He looks so much like Charlie. I just hope and pray everyday that everyone can find peace and happiness. I would think that’s what my Charlie angel would want. Love always and take care.

I used to breathe,
I used to smile
I used to laugh
I used to cry
I used to feel
And I still remember but I was forgotten

I’m scared
I know there is a path for me
It’s never been fair for many

The path was always there
Many walked down it
Some almost took it

They were scared
Some knew the path was for them
Still wasn’t fair for many

Many will be scared
Many will take the path
It will still never be fair

I’ve been called all kinds of ****. Even a dude once. That ******* doesn’t bother me one bit at all. I can be dancing at a club or a **** hole that wants to be a club. The thing is ladies are pretty. We look nice, smell nice, and accessorize. All be **** if some dude with a hundred dollar suit comes in and he can’t buy me one ******* drink. Like 6 dollars, really?  My shoes cost more than what you’re wearing.
I really don’t give a **** what anyone calls me. Maybe I could be dude. At least I would know how to dress and please a woman. Too bad I’m not a dude. I could get off with all kinds of ******* Scott free. Cheap suits and treat myself. Then again it would not be my style.

Dudes do have it rough sometimes too. Depending on the women they get involved with. Hell could be family or upbringing. Who the hell the knows. I can tell you my son the dude would ******* know better. Women spend so much time looking good, well **** my son would be spending much time in not only treating women right but choosing the right one.

Yea choosing the right one. Strikes a nerve in everyone. Always has. You know what?  It always will. Not always easy to raise the right boy. Too much ******* on television anymore. High or low expectations, that everyone has lost their ******* minds. Nothing wrong with going old school because it’s never been proven wrong. Am I wrong?

Many say they are watching over us
Loved ones go to heaven

I love so many up there
I never would want them to watch me

If something bad or horrible happens to me why would I want them to see that

Sometimes it seems angels are on our side and they watch after us at times

God does have a plan for us and leads us
I don’t want my dear loved ones that are angels to witness anything I’ve encountered. I love them all.

We should be good to the planet?  Evil and good live here. Maybe the planet is our parent.

Never such thing as a perfect person.
Never have to be to be a great parent.

Says no one at all but all will say

Gimme this, gimme that, gimme gimme
All you got

Brother is a *****, sister is too
Parents don’t care if they are ready knew

You have a friend that is f’uck’d up too

Don’t get me started on what’s inside of you

Moms are dads, dads are wives, nobody cares about all of that

Marriages been the devil
Because divorce pays double

Equality fun, get it lethal
Get it past fast
I’m sure there’s an app for that

Planet Earth, Mother Earth, possibly Father Earth
Or Earth on its own

We tried to be good, we tried to be happy, we tried to find the solutions

We know you will be the evolution

Everything and everyone
That was good
Was taken away

Things are possessions
With memories of great impressions
Of the past before it was taken
Years of long learned lessons  

No person, not one can be replaced
Not a day goes by
Memories will replay and stay

They were good

Woke up crying
I didn’t even know why
You had been gone
Feelings hit and they’re  wrong

Miss who you were
Or who you said you were

Goodbye to those days that you cherish
Sadden by the way it all happened
Listeners never follow and talkers
Always swallow

A little house was shared
Up on a little street on a mountain
Homemade items were made and cherished

On that high mountain road
Travelers must go by slow
Only the locals know that *****
Many travelers can be found below

From long ago

Homemade items made today
From a little street upon a mountain
Shared in a little house that had been vanished

Sometimes I really just don’t give a ****. Has nothing to do about me but family or people I know.  It’s not like I hate them or anything. It’s just that I’m sick of them and tired of their crap. I love them to death and always will, but I can’t stand them. So since we are looking at the holidays coming up, it seems so freakin frightening.

Why can’t I have a nice and joyful holiday by my freakin self without ******* and being pulled into ******* drama that has nothing to do with me?  It does come in stages. If you are already nervous or upset about something, then you already went through the first stage.

The second stage is like the first until you are like I’ve done this before. You can make go of the other stages because it may or may not get better. Whatever may be, it’s still magical holidays. Family is what you make of it. Family is also what you do have. Close friends are so part of family too, no matter what anyone says.

If you decide to go along with the Jerry Springer special in your household or the Days of Our Lives even though we never seen that show, it’s your freakin choice to do so. You know what?  Let’s be busy having fun with our game nights, festivities and welcoming the fall pumpkin.

My destiny is greater than ever. I was supposed to have my children and do the best that I can to make sure their destiny is greater than mine.

money does bring happiness until it runs out but the memories are priceless

Can’t control what ******* do
But I will speak my mind

Happiness is a whole, not a hole
It’s in your heart and brain

Memories don’t cost a thing until it runs
blanks,  that’s when money needs to buy more bullets.

When you’re up and down, alcohol is there
Holidays, celebrations and birthdays
Bad days, sad days and stressful days
Alcohol is there any day and everyday
When it becomes too much is where trouble begins and feelings as such
Regression and depression
Feelings go back to succession
Alcohol because it’s one for all

So ******
So sad
Really angry

Upset and mad
Tearful spiting bullets
Inner screaming stabbing

Boiling blood temperatures record high
Soiling every white piece
Dare you come near me

******
Next one will be my Picasso

It’s so easy to pull out a gun
Instead to say what they had done

No one calls on a phone
Just texts and leaves it alone

Police are supposed to protect and save
Then all they do is shoot and **** Dave

But Dave was crazy anyways
Carrying nothing but candy everyday

Today everyone lost their minds
Overdoses and petty crimes

Sad thing people lost their souls
To the real criminals

We didn’t start the fire, it was lit
From some ******* that were legitimate

Before you start pulling out that gun
Remember where you came from

You were a daughter, mother, father, brother or son
That came from a family who loves dearly
Respect the father, mother and the Holy Ghost
In the end, that’s what matters the most
Sincerely

I was bored
I self entertain myself

I didn’t need you

Now life has changed
You really became strange

I never listen and over talk

You are hiding truths
Can’t be honest with me or you

I am bored like I was in the beginning
Now I really don’t listen
Like how you said before

For a little bit
I miss you
Then it takes
A little bit

Can’t forget you
Nor should I

Need to remember
Such poison
That made me sick
Always will remember

Nor should I
Can’t forget you

For a little bit
I miss you
Then it takes a little bit

Can’t forget you
Nor should I

Need to remember
Such poison
But try to

Nor should I

Angry I am
Unpleasant so be

Crazy as me

Lightening bolts
Stings as a bee

Hate you do not
Wants you tumble and fall

As a tumbleweed
As free in the wind

Blowing like a bad seed

Angry you are
Justice was served

Crazy deserved

Pay me because I will tell them what you want them to hear. I’m surreptitious and very fast. My message from you to them will always last. Why you ask?  Experience surpass because people are vacuous, still listening to cretinous bovines, while taking their selfies. They think everything is fine. I’ll take your dime if negotiations are prime.  Always worked every time.

Just wondering if this could be a good movie idea:
After a recent terrible breakup, she goes through left over old external hard drives. Being computer illiterate, she also comes across a old Apple computer. Learning as she goes, she unravels many mysteries. Who was she actually living with? Who was she actually dating? The old Apple computer was the exes father who was Russian decent and came by boat during the war over to America. His son Mark is who she hooks up with. Being both from California and having met in North Carolina looks like a great match. After the break up she realizes she never knew much about mark who was very secretive about his upbringing. She finally gets to learn about computers, hard drives and electronics. One thing what’s the master password for the computer? The hints are Valérian and original. Going through much, she becomes a nut over this trying to unlock something she knows nothing about.
Let me know what you think.
Thanks

Blood in the street
Chaos everywhere we see

Not a care in the world
Everything is becoming a blur

Killing has been the in thing
And people becoming insane

What happened to love and rejoice
People are dying and have no voice

It’s been going on several years
It’s worse now bringing several tears

Everyday something new
A person lost their life
Sometimes more than a few

Depression, regression, and addiction
On a rise
This isn’t such a surprise

We lost ourselves along the way
Many innocent souls has already paid

Love and compassion is truly missed
Humanity and dignity was a bliss

History does teach us all
It’s bound to happen once again
History was a lesson we should had

But we all fall
With sin
And burn burn burn

I can’t think
Marietta wine
Ran over a killer

Now the town has to deal

Love to drink
Marietta wine

Halloween night we had silence
Killer dead, killer dead, killer dead
Now hear them drummin, hear them coming, yelling, laughter, disaster, sigh

Marietta wine

France, big apple tini’s and in New York
Don’t **** the killer
Filters of silence of sort
Happier they were and doing fine

Marietta wine

Now I have to face the real

Drum drum drum bang bang bang
Screams, yells, yells, screams yells

The true romantic in times pass did confess his love in front of the world.

Every classic romantic tale in history had taught us all. In recent times this classic tale has new meaning.

With social media and years of reality exposure, it has less value when it comes to the so called “true romantic”.

Therefore instead about the love confession to thee, it’s all about thy.

Look at me, look how great I am, I’m just perfect and it all gets lost in translation because smoke and mirrors is used by thy to fool thee.

I would never hurt you the way you hurt me

I loved you very much and would had done anything for you

It was love at first sight or it was for me
You were charming and I had money

It was a trip of a lifetime, wish it never end
California where I was from too
Met in positive ways from a mutual friend
Davis and Suisun City seemed to match
Meeting from Greensboro to kernersville

Only loved my address, loved your ***
Loved all you can drink wine and trips
Money runs dry, just like wine and sips
How dare you take over my life and be me

Thought I had a man and just got a *****
One that claims assault while laughing
***** remember the cameras were recording

This ***** is more man than you will be
Meal ticket already expired
Sure that mad dog expects his 50/50

Took advantage when I didn’t see it
Not as stupid as you thought I was
Finding out more about you makes me sick
Computer genius you were
Keeping everyone’s information
When you were working as a tech guy
Then again you were unemployed with me
******* ******* *******
Russian ******* hacker
Not even a hacker but a new age peeping Tom.
Hard drives hard drives
You don’t know how to drive one hard

I really want to hate you
But really I had moved on
You can move on too

I really hate visiting the same place
Being dragged on is no fun
All the great things if we had space
The adventure had been done

only end is between me and you
Dark horrible places take spaces
Something we both hate so why go
We seen much prettier places

Fifty bees fly by and in the sky
Finding a new life and to decide
Deciding if pollination is predication

Show no stings and fly with wings
Let it all go and live life and be happy
That’s how it should all be until the
Fat lady sings

Should we give up?  Actually should I give a **** anymore?  I bet a thousand ****** dollars you have thought the same ****. I really can’t tell you what the **** is wrong with people. I can tell you what the **** is wrong with me. I do go to a psychiatrist.  

Yea surprise surprise. I do wish many would go. It really isn’t what you think it is. My parents were like oh no nothing wrong with our sweet baby. Nothing wrong with us or what we did or our seed. They were full of **** just like everyone else. They should go too actually.

You can’t always win all. You can sure put up a big ******* fight. This ******* politics is exhausting and boring crap. You want to stand out?  Save your breathe and energy into something that you actually stand for. Not because of ******* or someone said. Who really gives a **** about what someone says?  

I really don’t give a **** about what someone says. Just because they said it?  Because they post it? Because they tweet?  Because they have several ****** up losers following them?  It’s all a ******* joke. Put your big girl or boys ******* in. Grow something if you have too and actually make a difference.
Not hard people but could be but bring it without exhaustion

Here’s a resolution to your solution
Yesterday came and play
Worried all about tomorrow

Today all in your sorrow

A New Year, a better year
Make a resolution, pay all my restitutions
New me, better me, nothing to fear

Yesterday came and play
Worried all about tomorrow

Laying all here in all sorrow

Nothing about this year made a better tomorrow
A resolution was a solution yesterday
Played all day then watched the sun as it fade
The solution is never a resolution of tomorrow
Since it seems to all fill up with dramatic sorrow

New year, new day, what’s the resolution or the solution?

Simply starts with Today

Pay me because I will tell them what you want them to hear. I’m surreptitious and I am fast. My message from you to them will always last.  Why you ask?  Here’s my resume and my experience is that I’ve been around and they are vacuous but still listening to cretinous bovines while taking their selfies as if everything is fine as wine. The price you pay is the price you get. Just remember I never accept any checks at all because your *** can’t turn them into cash. I’m just asking for a simple percentage of your vintage and all will be. Whom am I you ask?  Well I’m the Risk sent from you to me.

I thought I knew you
But now you scare me

I don’t know where you came from
Only the basic information

Thought of us made so much sense
Now everything doesn’t make any at all

I understand now
I really don’t know much about you

I’m in love with you
Your looks, talents, and charm
Sadly you say things that’s not true
About me which sends out a big alarm

I don’t know you well enough, I guess
In love with a mystery
Maybe it was all too soon I confess
Not in love with misery

Misery loves company
Only if they knew who that was
They may over talk but at least it’s something