FIGHT UNTIL THE VERY END! |
I miss you so much baby. You and me, always. In this life or the next. Madlove never stop. Muah! You are my everything.
Posted by on Wed, 24 Jun 2009 09:04:00 GMT |
Hold on.. |
.. I'm slowly returning to shit. I miss you all. Georgia!Jah Love,Marcus.
Posted by on Wed, 11 Mar 2009 08:38:00 GMT |
Fuck the clubing scene! |
I'm done with all that shit. Who be knocking at my door? Is it a friend, or is it an enemy?WHAT DO YOU WANT.
Posted by on Sun, 24 Aug 2008 13:59:00 GMT |
Back home.. |
Where I belong, the place to be. Me and the guy in the navy that sat next to me on the train over here got handed a note which read: "You two have won the first prize in ruthlesness". I guess talking ...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jul 2008 18:08:00 GMT |
You finally.. |
Did what you needed to do to be free. I always thought someone elses bullet was finally gonna get you, but I guess you beat them to it. Keep on rocking the afterlife until I get there, no matter how l...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jul 2008 12:11:00 GMT |
Whoa.. |
"You were doing good before you met me, I know that for certain, I was a little lost but I never lost it I was searching, for your stability, a reason not to get so wasted, all of this other stuff's a...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Jul 2008 05:11:00 GMT |
Getting the... |
... U.S paper-thingys tomorrow, the very last blockade. Give me my gattdeym kentucky fried chicken.
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jul 2008 02:33:00 GMT |
The Wild. |
They cast us as both judges, and the accused. Dad had been the young genius that NASA enlisted to do crucial designs for the American satellite radar systems that ...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Jun 2008 15:23:00 GMT |
http://www.selfraised.org |
There we go.. for now, it's gonna be my blog, and when I hit the road again I'll make it a little travelers journal or something and in the end hopefully, I'll be able to publish all of my work there....
Posted by on Sat, 28 Jun 2008 14:12:00 GMT |
Rastafari! |
Behold, I tell you a mystery: We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Jun 2008 13:57:00 GMT |
