To write, to journal, to create history, words to last forever, more books to write, more views to share.

History recorded, tales and treats, I write, books, blogs, and views here and there. I do not talk shit, I write shit, and get over the bumps and bites, the love and the hate, being around folks, that have things for you , to do for them. Give to me folks, with their hands out, asking, can you do more...

His stories, her stories, family stories, saints and sinners tell, we could start there. Jokers in school, jokers to the right, tips and tweets to shine the lights.To write, to journal, to create history, words to last forever, more books to write, more views to share.

I would love to have company for the golden years. Dinner and a dance, dream life to create, if we connect, time to spare, ready for company. I'm not the bigger person. You better leave me the fuck alone!'Voices, Views, Values, Rites To Stand.Hope Daily. How many fucking times do we need to explain this?

If you’re struggling tonight, please know you’re not alone. You matter very much. Please don’t ever give up. There’s a reason you were created. You are special and you are loved.

What a great day to be alive still, jumps for joys and pains of the good life, happy with the rewards, happy with the pies in the sky and the pots of gold at the end of the rainbows.I ‘asked my Grandma “what’s good for headaches”… She said “staying away from the mf who gave it to you”.

Boys to men, FOREVER HOME: Illuminati Exposed.Until TomorrowDeans And Diamonds, Ducks Ans Dates, Strangers In The Crowds, Lights To Shine. ”I’M SORRY, DID I ROLL MY EYES OUT LOUD?Here’s To Our Past, And Presents(s) Always. Seasons Of Joys, Pains, Dances In The Rain, Birds, Bees, Bugs, Counting Heads.Voices, Views, Values, Rites To Stand.Hope Daily. How many fucking times do we need to explain this?

You have to be happy always,It’s Christmas, daily, and its your birthday, time for wishes, hopes, and prays, dreams in motions. To write, to journal, to create history, words to last forever, more books to write, more views to share. Heading out, step by step, more mountains to climb, over the rainbows.

What a great day to be alive still, jumps for joys and pains of the good life, happy with the rewards, happy with the pies in the sky and the pots of gold at the end of the rainbows.I ‘asked my Grandma “what’s good for headaches”… She said “staying away from the mf who gave it to you”.