No! You shut up! I got the right to talk...I can say sump'in if I want to. Secret my a**! Just who benefits from keeping her secrets?
Boy!? are you stupid or something ? I don't believe yo' elevator go all the way to the top floor. Listen, there is real and they is fantasy. Whut you living in is fantasy. It ain't real, ain't nevah gon' be real no matter how hard you wish or play crazy.
Ni, if I wuz you I wud give my life to GAWD, quick, fast and in a hurry. Tomorrow ain't promised. You ain't living no way...staying shut up in yo'room all day, you still ain't nevah had no mama or daddy and you sho ain't gone nevah have one neither. Lying and pretending dat demonic trick ever gave a flying flip for you don't change duh facts.
I ain't lying fuh nobody. I don't lie fuh mysef . I face my consequences. Plus she taught us; " He said a LIARwud not tarry in his sight!" (I don't know how you turned out to be such a liar. She put the fear of GAWD in me.)
I ain't Lyin' fuh hur! No, no. I can't do that.
Man dat ole serpent wuz slick, stole our mama. Took hur clean away, nevah came back. satan sunt us a "thang", sumptum that looked good on the outside, sounded good too. Sho fooled alotza people, me included. I lak not tuh nevah found out. When I first come to duh full knowledge of who she wuz and all duh evil she had been behind for all deze years, I laked to not nevah stop boo-hooing.
Yea, I lost it fuh a luddle while. GAWD pulled me up though, set my feet on a rock!!Showed me some thangs, told me some thangs, set me Free! Showl did! I dun tole'cha.
Ni you can sit ova'dere still scratching yo head trying to figgure out what went terribly wrong in your life. You can keep believing dat GAWD don't care bout you. You don't hafta blieve your sins are forgiven thee. You can keep up that front of pretending you so hard, so smart, dat you don't need nobody, don't want nobody. Yea, that's right, jest give up cause you tired of trying.
Act like yo' granddaddy nevah taught you nuttin'. Keep that evil hatred she planted in your heart alive. Don't read your Bible seeking wisdom and understanding. Be jest lak yo'mama and search it for loopholes. Memorize scripture so you can sound religious but don't pay that crap no attention,
Stay mad wid yo only sustuh, shun hur fuh shaming the family by telling on that flesh you thank wuz yo'mama. Close yo' eyes. Closeyo'eyes! Close them tight. Shut up yo'ears while you at it. No, bedder yet why don't you go bury yo'head in duh sand wid the balance of humanity. "See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil." "Snitches get stitches!"
No you won't be able to hold yo 'head up. Yea, you gon'' hafta stay shut up in yo ' room in yo ded mama house I rekon.
Some of y'all might hate me fah keepin up dis blog . I don't ker! I don't give a fat rat's a$$! Whut you doin ' fah churin'? How is you heping!?
Well, jest lak my granddaddy always said; "you can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink. Cultivate dem brains churin, cultivate dem brains. Study to show yourself approved.
Maybe if you cud git some knowledge you cud come into the Kingdom. Maybe you cud love and embrace the real love of the LAWD Jesus Christ.
Stay in His WORD Children. Remember;" Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you ang keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS
Copyright November 30, 2013. All rights reserved.
Saturday, November 30, 2013
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
My first memories of her ...
are harsh , some vulgar out of control maniac. Every once in a while this loud, boisterous, too touchy, too feely, "lying a**", braggadocios Mathy Jane would show up "po' mouthing and needing". Grandaddy would give her some money and she would leave. One day she came and we were the ones that ended up leaving. (Somebody found out how to get a fat allotment check.)That day, that very day, GOD spoke to me just like I am talking to you. Very matter of factly He promised to never leave me, to never forsake me, promised to always protect me, to lead and guide me. He told me my life was going to be rough. I was four years old! and GOD saw fit to speak to me. (GOD SAW SOMETHING IN ME!)
GOD knew you. GOD knew your heart! GOD BUILT A HEDGE AROUND ME! PTL!
"It has been a long time coming." But you had to know a change was coming. You had to know I was not forsaken. That we were not forsaken.
The devil timed outed. He lost his mojo. His sheep's clothing fell off. Praise the LORD!
" Come ye out from among them!' Children.
Rachel,
Copyright November 27 , 2013 all rights reserved.ata
GOD knew you. GOD knew your heart! GOD BUILT A HEDGE AROUND ME! PTL!
"It has been a long time coming." But you had to know a change was coming. You had to know I was not forsaken. That we were not forsaken.
The devil timed outed. He lost his mojo. His sheep's clothing fell off. Praise the LORD!
" Come ye out from among them!' Children.
Rachel,
Copyright November 27 , 2013 all rights reserved.ata
Nailed it!
Parents, caregivers, be careful of the words you pronounce over your children. Do "train them up in the fear and admiration of the LORD".
Far too many people say the most horrible vulgar things to their children pretending they are frustrated about their sorry lives. If you are a grown adult person living what you consider to be a sorry low life, it is your own fault. We all have the exact same resource, GOD. If you are too dumb, too full of pride, too phony, too ignorant to pray. To humble yourself, to fall down on your knees in your secret closet and ask GOD to come in, to dwell there . It's your fault. If someone admonishes you to get baptized and you bristle about the possible bacteria growing in the Baptismal pool. It is time to pray. It is time for GOD to dispatch His host of angels to rescue you.
Dear LORD, now is the time for all true believers to stand up, to honor You by doing Your will.
Please let me re-iterate this fact, this blog is not for revenge or to shame anyone. As a matter of fact this blog is no longer about me. It is about saving purely innocent children from vile men and women that would deliberately destroy them.
This blog is a warning. If it could happen to me, it could happen to you. A demonic spirit can worm its way into your family and destroy it from the inside out. This demonic spirit is so deceitful and cunning you must have the HOLY GHOST to detect it.
I am praising the LORD today! I am celebrating. Jesus! Jesus!Jesus! When a person is dumb enough or wayward enough to think they can court the devil or sleep with the devil and not ruin their life or every life they touch. That's sad. Didn't you expect to become a vile cursed thing?
What did you get? Didn't you ever get tired of being repulsive? Sneaky? Destructive? Lying? Couldn't you let go of fear, your serious lack of faith? Why couldn't you be the child of GOD you pretended to be? How did you manage to conceal such a putrid sickening hatred for so long? It took me nearly 50 years to discover why you threw a brand new dishwasher in the backyard when I told you how much it helped me.
It was you! You were the one that wiped your behind in my facecloth, left it full of defecation! ( You hated the vile things you were doing secretly in the street. You played the harlot, the s***, the freak, then slithered home full of guilt and took it out on us. You dug a hole so deep you could never crawl out of it.)
At any rate, I do pray for your soul. No I do not blame you. You did the best you could ,you did tell me I was anointed. PTL! My grandmother said I was tender hearted and my granddaddy said I was a tough piece of leather. Said I had tenacity, told me I would speak to the entire world one day. Nailed it! You nailed it granddaddy!
Mother or not, parent or not, care giver or not, there are certain boundaries you are to never cross. Crossing those boundaries, then immediately pulling a "head game" on your victim, scrambling the brains of your loved ones won't work here.
I just wanted to tell you you lived too long. If you had died any time prior to 2009 you would have gotten away.
No that is not true. No matter what . You were never going to get away. ( A sick closet sadistic sociopath, no you were never going to get away . Be sure , you served your purpose, the GOD I serve turned all of your demonic led bad into good! Praise the LORD! Why? Because it is all in Divine Order.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy, and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 27, 2013. All rights reserves.
Far too many people say the most horrible vulgar things to their children pretending they are frustrated about their sorry lives. If you are a grown adult person living what you consider to be a sorry low life, it is your own fault. We all have the exact same resource, GOD. If you are too dumb, too full of pride, too phony, too ignorant to pray. To humble yourself, to fall down on your knees in your secret closet and ask GOD to come in, to dwell there . It's your fault. If someone admonishes you to get baptized and you bristle about the possible bacteria growing in the Baptismal pool. It is time to pray. It is time for GOD to dispatch His host of angels to rescue you.
Dear LORD, now is the time for all true believers to stand up, to honor You by doing Your will.
Please let me re-iterate this fact, this blog is not for revenge or to shame anyone. As a matter of fact this blog is no longer about me. It is about saving purely innocent children from vile men and women that would deliberately destroy them.
This blog is a warning. If it could happen to me, it could happen to you. A demonic spirit can worm its way into your family and destroy it from the inside out. This demonic spirit is so deceitful and cunning you must have the HOLY GHOST to detect it.
I am praising the LORD today! I am celebrating. Jesus! Jesus!Jesus! When a person is dumb enough or wayward enough to think they can court the devil or sleep with the devil and not ruin their life or every life they touch. That's sad. Didn't you expect to become a vile cursed thing?
What did you get? Didn't you ever get tired of being repulsive? Sneaky? Destructive? Lying? Couldn't you let go of fear, your serious lack of faith? Why couldn't you be the child of GOD you pretended to be? How did you manage to conceal such a putrid sickening hatred for so long? It took me nearly 50 years to discover why you threw a brand new dishwasher in the backyard when I told you how much it helped me.
It was you! You were the one that wiped your behind in my facecloth, left it full of defecation! ( You hated the vile things you were doing secretly in the street. You played the harlot, the s***, the freak, then slithered home full of guilt and took it out on us. You dug a hole so deep you could never crawl out of it.)
At any rate, I do pray for your soul. No I do not blame you. You did the best you could ,you did tell me I was anointed. PTL! My grandmother said I was tender hearted and my granddaddy said I was a tough piece of leather. Said I had tenacity, told me I would speak to the entire world one day. Nailed it! You nailed it granddaddy!
Mother or not, parent or not, care giver or not, there are certain boundaries you are to never cross. Crossing those boundaries, then immediately pulling a "head game" on your victim, scrambling the brains of your loved ones won't work here.
I just wanted to tell you you lived too long. If you had died any time prior to 2009 you would have gotten away.
No that is not true. No matter what . You were never going to get away. ( A sick closet sadistic sociopath, no you were never going to get away . Be sure , you served your purpose, the GOD I serve turned all of your demonic led bad into good! Praise the LORD! Why? Because it is all in Divine Order.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy, and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 27, 2013. All rights reserves.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
" I DON'T BELIEVE IT!";
my brother screamed. I felt like I was talking to a brother from another planet. At first I wanted to cry . A grown man, 56 years old and still doesn't know that he doesn't have to get permission to love himself. I reminded him that she potty trained him by beating him savagely. This was after his medical miracle, a 6 month gestation baby, born weighing 2 pounds2 ounces in 1957! He didn't care. He didn't want to remember. He didn't want to live in the past. All he could talk about was how much he missed his mother. It was incredulous! Was he still blind!. Why can't he see!? I understood and did not press the issue. ( Let him believe his fantasy. Don't spoil the saintly image she conjured and planted in his mind. Pray that he will read your blog one day. Pray that he will read all of it from beginning to end.)
I am so happy, so relieved. It is hard to explain. I call it Freedom! Sure it took me a long time. Yes, it took a life time. Why? She was that good! Her deceit was perfect! It should have been, led and guided by Lucifer himself.
Oh no! You doubt my truth!? My testimony!? I am the nut!? I'm the wayward one? I am the one that deliberately and clandestinely destroyed her entire family for countless generations to come? Do I really have to tell you? Do I have to be the one to point out the fact that anyone that visits graveyards seeking power, "working roots" is a demon, an imp, can't be trusted, you better shun them.
Don't pretend that my truth is too incredible for you to believe, too primitive, too ridiculous. Look at her fruit! Have you ever wondered why her children were always extremely distant?
"She's dead! Let it go! Let her rest!" No son, we must break this vicious cycle. We must save the future generations.
Don't be sad children. If you look very hard, if you pray, you will see the awesome blessing GOD has gifted you with. GOD will break that Spingali spell she cast over you. GOD will take the blinders off. He will open your eyes, the blinding handkerchiefs will fall off.
Dear LORD thank you for your truth, for understanding, for setting me Free! Yes I am Free! Unlike some of you, I want to save others. I love GOD's WORD so much I want to share it. It is so marvelous, so wonderful, I can NOT keep it to myself.
Blessed is the Truth teller, the Peacemaker. Praise the LORD/Serve the LORD!never be afraid to face your truth children. Never be afraid to examine your life. God can't fix what you refuse to face.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember "Apart from Christ we are nothing.
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 26, 2013. All rights reserved.
I am so happy, so relieved. It is hard to explain. I call it Freedom! Sure it took me a long time. Yes, it took a life time. Why? She was that good! Her deceit was perfect! It should have been, led and guided by Lucifer himself.
Oh no! You doubt my truth!? My testimony!? I am the nut!? I'm the wayward one? I am the one that deliberately and clandestinely destroyed her entire family for countless generations to come? Do I really have to tell you? Do I have to be the one to point out the fact that anyone that visits graveyards seeking power, "working roots" is a demon, an imp, can't be trusted, you better shun them.
Don't pretend that my truth is too incredible for you to believe, too primitive, too ridiculous. Look at her fruit! Have you ever wondered why her children were always extremely distant?
"She's dead! Let it go! Let her rest!" No son, we must break this vicious cycle. We must save the future generations.
Don't be sad children. If you look very hard, if you pray, you will see the awesome blessing GOD has gifted you with. GOD will break that Spingali spell she cast over you. GOD will take the blinders off. He will open your eyes, the blinding handkerchiefs will fall off.
Dear LORD thank you for your truth, for understanding, for setting me Free! Yes I am Free! Unlike some of you, I want to save others. I love GOD's WORD so much I want to share it. It is so marvelous, so wonderful, I can NOT keep it to myself.
Blessed is the Truth teller, the Peacemaker. Praise the LORD/Serve the LORD!never be afraid to face your truth children. Never be afraid to examine your life. God can't fix what you refuse to face.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember "Apart from Christ we are nothing.
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 26, 2013. All rights reserved.
Saturday, November 23, 2013
"I be who I be!"
"Plain and simple, I be who I be! I ain't nobody but pure me. I can't please you and you can't please me. We not gon' lak the same thangs. We are not gon' have the same expuriences on dis earf. Jest when are you gon be real!? You know you got dem two voices. When you at work or on a bizness call you talk "white". But, jest as soon as you git home you take dat ova'shoulder boulder holder off. (As a matter of fact you fling it! You have learned how to unsnap that torturous bra while driving in bumper to bumper traffic. We got the nerve to criticize Muslims bout hi dey treat dey wimmen.. Why we "do dat" ladies? Sorry, I'll save that for another rant.)
Most wimmen go straight to the kitchen after they strip their bodies of the trappings of civilization. Wig, shoes, ear bobs, eva'thang tight. Glad to be home, glad to relax, glad to act the n*****. (No grammar check, I don't have to slow my brain down to ar-ti-cu-late the King's English. I am around my people and I don't haf'ta worry 'bout nobody thinking' I'm dumb because I said "seben" instead of "seven.")
Point is you understood me. Second point is I ain't gon put on fah you. I ain't got to pretend for nobody. We all rocking in the same old boat. We are all GOD's churin. You can blive dem lies dat yo' color make you bedder dan some one else if you want to. Language ain't nothing but a form of communication. Just cause I take the time to ar-ti-cu-late don't mean I'm tellin the truf. It don't mean I am steering you in the right direction.
I'm sorry! Hep me LAWD! I can't stand phony people! You know people dat put on trying to make out lak dey is mo dan what dey is. "I talk proper because I am smarter than you, better than You!My life is perfect! I have never made a mistake in my entire life. My entire family is perfect! I have far more money than I will ever need or use (but I ain't giving you none)"
Are you you? I mean do you even know who you are? Do you know why you think the way you do? Are your ideas and beliefs really your own?
No, I am not saying you should not continue your "professional show" while at work or on the phone. You have to be able to communicate with others that may not be able to keep up with "Ebonics". But always know who you are. Always love you. Be you! Be who you is!
When I was in college we burned our bras. That is a whole "nother" story. I will tell you about that later.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 23, 2013 All rights reserved.
P.S.
You know I can smell hate don't-cha ? That's a whole nuther bolg. Have a blessed day.
Most wimmen go straight to the kitchen after they strip their bodies of the trappings of civilization. Wig, shoes, ear bobs, eva'thang tight. Glad to be home, glad to relax, glad to act the n*****. (No grammar check, I don't have to slow my brain down to ar-ti-cu-late the King's English. I am around my people and I don't haf'ta worry 'bout nobody thinking' I'm dumb because I said "seben" instead of "seven.")
Point is you understood me. Second point is I ain't gon put on fah you. I ain't got to pretend for nobody. We all rocking in the same old boat. We are all GOD's churin. You can blive dem lies dat yo' color make you bedder dan some one else if you want to. Language ain't nothing but a form of communication. Just cause I take the time to ar-ti-cu-late don't mean I'm tellin the truf. It don't mean I am steering you in the right direction.
I'm sorry! Hep me LAWD! I can't stand phony people! You know people dat put on trying to make out lak dey is mo dan what dey is. "I talk proper because I am smarter than you, better than You!My life is perfect! I have never made a mistake in my entire life. My entire family is perfect! I have far more money than I will ever need or use (but I ain't giving you none)"
Are you you? I mean do you even know who you are? Do you know why you think the way you do? Are your ideas and beliefs really your own?
No, I am not saying you should not continue your "professional show" while at work or on the phone. You have to be able to communicate with others that may not be able to keep up with "Ebonics". But always know who you are. Always love you. Be you! Be who you is!
When I was in college we burned our bras. That is a whole "nother" story. I will tell you about that later.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 23, 2013 All rights reserved.
P.S.
You know I can smell hate don't-cha ? That's a whole nuther bolg. Have a blessed day.
Friday, November 22, 2013
Don't let people get in your head.
If they do get in your head, get them out. Sh-h-h-hhhhhhh! Be quiet. Learn to listen, always look carefully. My cats are brilliant and old. They roam this huge neighborhood just like they own it. Unfortunately I see dead animals on the street all the time, dogs, cats, raccoons, squirrels. Why not my cats? Too smart. They will send me to the door, asked to be let out, but have the nerve to stand there sniffing the air, peeping around the door, first left, then right, then left again. If I try to rush them, try to usher them out, because they are letting all my warm air escape they will turn around, walk away with their tails straight in the air as if to say ;"never mind.".
Cats are like ;"You don't control me. Don't nobody control me but me!" You will not get in a cat's head. Most of the time they just demand to be feed and left alone. You may play with them when they give you permission. That's why I like cats. Always had a great love for them. The only reason my poor hard-headed dog is not dead is because GOD must love her as much as I do. She is "due to be dead" many times over.
All of us are *"due to be dead". We all know that it is only by His Grace that we are still here. And we all know that one day we won't be here. I have often wondered what it must feel like to wake up dead. You are not here, you are gone. Does your soul rise up out of your body? Are you immediately reincarnated and come back according to the life you lived? Does GOD immediately divide the "wheat from the chaff"?
Well I will be the first to say I don't know for sure. I am planning on the Rapture myself. Today I am not so much concerned with the "after life" as I am with this present life. Children! don't let some dim-witted, primitive, savage retard rob you of your life and gifts because some **** claims to be your "mother" or "father", your wife or husband. Do they make you happy? Do they make you feel good about yourself? Does your heart beat faster when you see them?
Or did you let some slick fast talking manipulative person get in your head? Are you in love with someone you hate? Have you given up? Have you accepted your miserable lot in life? Hurry up and check out their fruit. I missed out on a few years because I closed my eyes. I refused to believe.
My mother always picked at me and called me a nerd for "keeping myself up". Miss Goody Two Shoes was my name. I know now the woman that mistreated, terrorized and tried to lead me astray was emotionally only 14 years old and never grew up. Something in her childhood damaged her. She never faced it. Poor Martha.
My mother took my boyfriend from me when I was 14 and had "relations" with him. Man! what a burden. I understand now. We were two adolescents competing for the same popular boy. I was the "lame" one, the virgin, so my mother seized the opportunity to take him and she did.
I said forget it. I quit dating, zeroed in on the books. What was the use? I couldn't win. She was pretty, charming, charismatic. She drove a brand new Cadillac and had money. Besides, "The fool just might decide to root me, worse than she did before."
My LORD! My LORD! Thank you for my journey.
We need Jesus people. You need Jesus! Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing"
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 22, 2013 All rights reserved.
Cats are like ;"You don't control me. Don't nobody control me but me!" You will not get in a cat's head. Most of the time they just demand to be feed and left alone. You may play with them when they give you permission. That's why I like cats. Always had a great love for them. The only reason my poor hard-headed dog is not dead is because GOD must love her as much as I do. She is "due to be dead" many times over.
All of us are *"due to be dead". We all know that it is only by His Grace that we are still here. And we all know that one day we won't be here. I have often wondered what it must feel like to wake up dead. You are not here, you are gone. Does your soul rise up out of your body? Are you immediately reincarnated and come back according to the life you lived? Does GOD immediately divide the "wheat from the chaff"?
Well I will be the first to say I don't know for sure. I am planning on the Rapture myself. Today I am not so much concerned with the "after life" as I am with this present life. Children! don't let some dim-witted, primitive, savage retard rob you of your life and gifts because some **** claims to be your "mother" or "father", your wife or husband. Do they make you happy? Do they make you feel good about yourself? Does your heart beat faster when you see them?
Or did you let some slick fast talking manipulative person get in your head? Are you in love with someone you hate? Have you given up? Have you accepted your miserable lot in life? Hurry up and check out their fruit. I missed out on a few years because I closed my eyes. I refused to believe.
My mother always picked at me and called me a nerd for "keeping myself up". Miss Goody Two Shoes was my name. I know now the woman that mistreated, terrorized and tried to lead me astray was emotionally only 14 years old and never grew up. Something in her childhood damaged her. She never faced it. Poor Martha.
My mother took my boyfriend from me when I was 14 and had "relations" with him. Man! what a burden. I understand now. We were two adolescents competing for the same popular boy. I was the "lame" one, the virgin, so my mother seized the opportunity to take him and she did.
I said forget it. I quit dating, zeroed in on the books. What was the use? I couldn't win. She was pretty, charming, charismatic. She drove a brand new Cadillac and had money. Besides, "The fool just might decide to root me, worse than she did before."
My LORD! My LORD! Thank you for my journey.
We need Jesus people. You need Jesus! Stay in His WORD children. Remember;"Apart from Christ we are nothing"
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright November 22, 2013 All rights reserved.
Thursday, November 21, 2013
" Dis n**** heah ...
'gon tell me that I wudden S***! Me! Nigh! I wuz like WTF!? B****! You duh one wid 10 n**** tribes from bloody f******* Afee-Kay! Damn 'Ho. Hi dug F*** you gone predict my life!? Control my life!? You ain't GAWD N****! And it ain't ova kneetha!
Well, that's what I shudda' said. And dat's whut I whudda said too if I hadn't been piss-in-my-draws-damn-near-s***-on-mysef scared as hell. Don't F*** wid Mathy! I don't care if duh b**** is ded!"
You know you were a demon if people are still scared to talk about you , to tell on you, long after you are dead.
Just saying.
Copyright November 21, 2013. All rights reserved ,
Well, that's what I shudda' said. And dat's whut I whudda said too if I hadn't been piss-in-my-draws-damn-near-s***-on-mysef scared as hell. Don't F*** wid Mathy! I don't care if duh b**** is ded!"
You know you were a demon if people are still scared to talk about you , to tell on you, long after you are dead.
Just saying.
Copyright November 21, 2013. All rights reserved ,
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