Jazzy

FAke liberalism.

Buttered racism.

Nancy racist laws of bunk roman laughter.

Gad was a raw cancer.
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Honey, I'm ra     ar lancdr 

Deep fear.

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Castle wis radca
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Laughter with no ethea r

Landera a

I hate mea rar

Laws of ma

Lws of ma

Lases Racia rA

Laws

(They are ralar)

Calll a rA Cala


Hansen

Raljeoija
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Shit.

I am bombing a raq because I am nothing to that  hole.

That is the illness.

My body is my own.

XXX XXX XXX

I am not his puppet, his plaything, his extension.

I do not write this to disgust or destroy; I wish only to let anyone, even myself, know that no one is going to push me off this patience or this stance in yoga, karate or even Scarsborough Rules fight.

I am not the creative rice moose.a  I am not the angry faggot.  I am not my own robe/rope.  I am only my own thoughtful and chastity angry gorked brook.


Test me with your large needs.  I am away with a ra ntl.


If I could ctaft better I would do so.

Assid is another knowledge.  Art is a part o9f  a fake -- even a fake.

The anthropology of the contract.

I googled this --- nothing.

Anyone else need a career opportunity?

Last life

When I try to control through fear and intimidation under the guise of anger and need, there is no good that can result.

Perhaps I will make something better by allowing this family to be home.  I must welcome who is remaining to the joyous lives they deserve.

There is nothing that can possibly excuse what I have thought -- bringing harm to those closest to me.

And now I must arrive at the end of this moment. 

Go away, anger, cease to torment me and my dear ones.

Ethics, spirituality and peace for me depend on my ability to become better.

Bless all our lives.


Answer to the question, "When do I love?" is, family is what you feel when you give being to the Goddess in her laughter.  She is the bubbling over of beauty.

[Free Chelsea Manning]