a one horned horse will never do it.

ohhhhh nooo. for my sake... are you serious? no.

 i'm not. i'm fucking cold, if anything. and i mean that in sooo many ways. i'm a cold hearted snatch. who cares? i do. and i don't. urgh.

 so i was made to think about, and to talk about, my family. one thing i realized... i love my family. i would stuff the minds of "infidels" with poop and rocks and what the fuck ever... just to make sure my family was going to "make it".

dear ken,
i'm sorry that shit sucks. it will never get better. i know. i know from experience. so stop your fucking preaching. everyone will die. everyone is fucked up. if you are normal, you might like burritos. but i understand if you don't. some "things" (people or whatever) they just don't like beans and rice and numerous fruits that are misnamed "vegetables" in a mixed dish... some don't appreciate the taste tornado that is yum time.
spay and neuter yourself... after all, we are all animals. oh ya... and....

there is someone in my life who told me to " pass the stoke on"

thanks.

sometimes... the things that you say and the knowleged that you can pass on to others... timeless.