Jokes and laugh, time to stand, hands in the air, do you care? Moot notes of rednecks vs baby, picture of 1000 words, tips and tales, hands in the air, American Birds, sit and spin, stories to share. Fairy tales to me, home to the dreams in drama, songs to sing, happy dazes again, glory days done. My head still in the clouds, still in the air, drama and dreams dancing in my head. Home watching a movie, "On A clear Day". life in Ireland maybe. Dates to swim the English Chanel, not sure where it is, so have to look it up later in time.
Babies and bums, redneck stories to share, land whales, crooks and robbers, snakes in the grass, Steven and Rachel Jarrot, 7608512267-mad as hell, hell hounds to blame, sinners and saints, songs to sing about rednecks. Cows and cattle, fags and fag hags, songs of monkeys to dogs, bitches in hell. Tin man tales of joys and pains, with a redneck of the Jewish type, tin can sales, tricks and trades, dicks in line, rednecks and all. Dicks to suck, blow jobs to do, cash or credit, dicks in lines, gangs to bangs, gang bang rules, songs of cum suckers every day. Sucks and dicks, asses open wide, dicks to stick up the donkeys asses, Sheri and Sima Jarrot, cheap tricks, dimes for free wides, rides on faces of dogs. Rides for free on oral experts faces, Sheri and Steven Jarrot, faces on coins, faces on monkeys, faces on snakes and bitches in heat.
Faces of dogs, faces of cheap tricks, Charles R. Jarrot, the boy toy, stole cash for sex changes, to the tune of $160,000 when he was 14 years old. Stole from Daddy, Steven Jarrot, and kept it a secert for two years, dumb and dense in the family tree. Jokes and laughs, how stupid, fun and games to write over again, donkeys in the hills, jackasses with their air in noses, views in the air. Battles and wars, whips of charms, tales of the bumps in the road, trips to hell and back, time on the cross, back in time. Have hopes to find another bed, and some other things for my house, in Riverside for now, looking for a house on the beach, that would be a dream in this life for me. Have found a knight to stand tall beside me, he likes to hear my stories, my bumps in the roads with spiders and snakes, here to help me grow. Lots of laughs, lots of joys and pleasures with one giant on land, a dog in three ways, just like me, a bitch with 5 stars, the male form, in every way. Just wanted to let you know, and I still like the things you wrote. Thanks for getting back with me.
Have a few balls in the air, more giants around the round table, total of 12, games on board, pieces to move, kings and pawns. Games in real life, games with words to delight, games with jacks, games with balls. Games to be played, by the young at heart, pages of life to live, seven seasons to turn things around, out of the fires of hell, rebirth to start, birds and bees, dogface butterflies, new beginnings, at the drop of a dime. Lots in time, lost in space, pages to turn, pagers to write, joys and pains, bumps in the road. Angels to follow, goodness and mercy.
Blasting over and out, have a blast today, and write again, still need friends, want to sail on the ocean, crabs to fish for in cages. Dreams of another day, hands out to say hello, hands out for new 420 friends, trips to the beaches to share over time and space. Back in time, back in space, gifts of time was spent, marking time, playing dead. Shark eaten by land whales, flipped and eaten alive, for the earth angel lost in time, broken wings to go with broken heart, hopes to burning, lights still on. Time to take life back, out of the clouds in the sky, angel dust, speed, and meth, words to work, all the same, faces on coins, faces on cards, wild cards, snakes in grass.
Trips to hell and back, how to get back up, love and devotion with a twist, truthful and honesty, used for punch lines. Lives to tales, history online, started, in 2011, had a blast for Christmas 2012, Grandmother died, and song Grandmother got ran over by a reindeer, turn 30 on Christmas 2012. Loved the story, of one grandmother to die, on Christmas 2012, cancer death this time, out of her mind in pain, pills to live for the last five years, or was it AIDS, and a cover up, for Marilyn Gershire, Sheri Jarrots mother, to die that day.Pages to turn, books to write, life on the edge, life in the dark. Life with the Steven Jarrot, was a nightmare, being put in last place. So many people to rule his life, his beliefs that god rules from his kids hair, so much about the pictures that ended in the trash, last place is not a place to stay. Had enough with the cash being lost, sleeping with a snake, that stole my money every month, on shit he wanted, and it was not enough.
The drugs used as an excuse, for the changes that took place, really that was sad. He refused to stop and look in the mirror, to the type of person he was then in 2013. Got the cash for birthday of that year, $12,000, should have been the house, no question about it, in my mind. Instead, Steven Jarrot, was able to buy three trycts, with $400 he ask for, and the rest came from where?$850 a month does not pay for three, he bought with girlfriends cash, did he ask for it, or just take it? More lies and more excuses were in place, and the party that year on May 5, 2013.
Songs for the rats, songs for the fish, songs for the horse and pony shows, rats to races. Strangers to friends, dreams of more to life, dances on the beach, dances on the sands of time, glory dazes done.
Notes of sinners, notes of saints, notes of girls lost in the woods. Dazes in the rain, dazes in the sun, dazes with drama, work to be done. Stories of the earth angels, stories of the fairies, stories of the hark knocks, classes on lover and haters, songs to sing. Glory dazes done, mountains to climb, valleys to cross, crooks and robbers, sinners and saints, birds in the dogwood trees.