Thursday, September 27, 2018

Houses, Homes, Helpers, Wishes On Dreams, Blue Lights On, Coins To Flip. Rainbow Racers, Hairs And Hate, Horns Of Love, Songs For Sisters Of Colors: Treats.Brandy - Almost Doesn't Count.

Wow, a life time friend? Someone to accept you as you are, corrections pointed out to expand and grow, and be there thought the bumps in the road, and the forks in the road, with wisdom and knowledge for the best outcome, would be heaven. A companion would be nice. All the rest will follow in place after that.




Carl Lewis Breangh, big and fat, heads to count, kids still in the house. History of bumps in the roads, bumping heads, in the land of the dead. Left his parents, Arron And Victavia Brenagh, in unmarked graves, for over 26 years. Houses, Homes, Helpers, Wishes On Dreams, Blue Lights On, Coins To Flip. Rainbow Racers, Hairs And Hate, Horns Of Love, Songs For Sisters Of Colors: Treats.Brandy - Almost Doesn't Count.

Heads in asses, heads in sands of time, son to shine, black and yellow, leaders of kids to never to leave home. Dime to drop, good knights, sons in the light of day, black, yellow, snakes in the grass, good time frogs, leaders of shit, dung and fecal matters, kids to tell the same story. Shame and disgrace for a son to leave the parents in unmarked grave.

So true .Wave Of Words Used, More Than Once, Hearts To Hands, Sunny And Bright. I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you. - Nietzsche..love ya all and all my fb friends and family ..


Houses, Homes, Helpers, Wishes On Dreams, Blue Lights On, Coins To Flip. Rainbow Racers, Hairs And Hate, Horns Of Love, Songs For Sisters Of Colors: Treats.Brandy - Almost Doesn't Count.
Nicks and bites, ways to grow, records to break, great job, love the show, lots of time to practice, not to fail, over the bumps, over the tears in the night. Glory dazes to come, walking on sunshine. Battles and wars won, great job, cheers and claps.Moot to date, moot to changes, moot to mountain to climb. To cum and to go, dreams on sands of time, life is a gift.



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