i miss my babe deana shes wat gets me thru the hard times an just by thinking about her my entire life seems to light up
this is my girl krys shes beautiful,funny an just an amazing girl i miss her like crazy an hope she does well in okotoks, ima miss u babe
my girl joanna is my angelbabe an the most innocent an pure person i have ever met an i wouldnt change her for anything in the world i look forward to talkin to her everyday cuz it makes me smile an shes shy which i dont know wat it means but hopefully its good lol miss ya babe come visit
- my friend wrote this
As you walk through the world ill stop you and ask you for your change. The gonverment put me here because im strange and developed to be dreanged. My black lungs clean the pollouted air if you breath it in its hard to bair. If you walk down the streets no one seems to care or wana share there bottled air. From his blood shot eyes to the women in descise no one can even afford to buy fries, in this
world not everbody dies. The gonverment keeps them alive and allows them to strive as the new man arrives the world turns and produces more polloution. the avrege man is the solution. This toxic air causes a mass evolution. A mutation that has taken some time. There skin turns green and lumpy almost like a lime. The mutations have resorted to crime and are forced to walk the thin white line
to get to the crumbled shrine.most of us are with out a wimper or a whine. In fact whater has been banished now wine is the only drink. An infested goo with a nausaiating stink. Plollution is somthing we have to rethink. Walls covered in ink , to cover the destuction of the wild. Piled on top of eachother, the illegimate child screams. But the sound is too mild not even knowing if it had time to
compile its life. It life wasnt taken by the knife but by the mans wife. A mistake of the night or rather the twilight. O ya the joy of making somthing that need an invite. But back too the mutation, some can be use for a filtration. But the mutation nation has suffered from starvation.now the operation has failed. Its become a wall that cant be scaled because we have it too detailed therefor we are impailed. With bones from the nether zones beneath the earth, the living hell. a worn down resort. with a person of one sort. All musty and broken down with no place to sleep or eat. It was a place for the mercy seat. Now its a refeuge for the ones that have suffered defeat. It's human nature is to make everything concrete, even if it makes nature retreat. No one sees it because its so discrete, and we know it's bound too repeat.
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hey there its cathyrn lol
my picture was tooooo big<3
ummm ill tell you the pass in a minute<3
love you always
KaT
