I've had hard times and good times in my life so far.
i have a hard shell, but on the inside, im not such a bad guy, if you know me, you understand

I've loved and had my heartbroken many times. but i've also broken hearts.
I've done bad shit in my life, which sometimes makes me wonder if i'll ever get into heaven.
theres alot about me that no one besides me knows,
To me, family comes first, my mom and my sister and I have all been through hell many times,
but no matter what, we always stuck together and pulled through it all.
Also, i'm very in love with this girl named Jessica Speight, she means the world to me
"Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they've been given than to
explore the power they have to change it.
Impossible is not a fact. It's an opinion.Impossible is not a delaration.It's a dare.Impossible is potential.Impossible is temporary.
Impossible is nothing."
explore the power they have to change it.
Impossible is not a fact. It's an opinion.Impossible is not a delaration.It's a dare.Impossible is potential.Impossible is temporary.
Impossible is nothing."
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for You are with me;
I will fear no evil, for You are with me;
RIP James MacDonald.Dad, even tho i was only 12 when you passed away, i will never forget the times you and me would chill, working on sailboats, our talks about life, knowing nothing bad could happen when you were around. You were a war hero, you were a saint, you were the person everyone looked up to, including me. i remember your funeral, people came from far and wide to pay there respects. the church was packed, there were so many people who knew you, outside the church the whole block was covered with people who you helped, i will never forget you dad, you'll always be in my heart. i miss you dad.
RIP Margaret MacDonald Aunt Margaret, i will never forget you. I remember when i was little, and some kid was picking on my sister and my neice, i punched that kid out and almost drowned him in that pool haha. i remember when the mother of that kid came to you and started yelling at you about what i had done. I still remember what you said to that lady, you said to her " your son's a bitch, and as for Duncan punching him out, well i can only say one thing about Duncan , He's Scottish, !!" haha thank you Aunt Margaret. you showed me that i should always stand up for myself and loved ones, no matter what happens afterwards. you'll never be forgotten.
RIP Jordan Schmidt Jordan, man what can i say, you were a friend to everyone. the times we chilled either getting high or playin hacky sack, were always good times. You were a good friend, and you'll never be forgotten. i remember the day of your funeral, i didnt go im sorry, instead i went to the crash site, with a 40 of OE and a white bandana . i sat there with a few friends, pour out the 40 for you bro, and tied the rag around a bush near by. we all miss you, and its a shame that god wanted you back when he did, you were to young to die dude. even tho your not here in person, the memory of you will live on forever bro.
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