Blake Johnson

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Whats up Yall? Im Blake. Im a 22 year old guy with a good job, a decent house of my own, and a sufficient amount of money in the bank. Shawty what ya drank? I suppose im doin aight? I'm a huge Alabama Crimson Tide fan. Roll Tide Roll. I'm kind of a big deal. I mean people know me. I love to travel. Basically anywhere where the weather's hot and the beer is cold. My friends are awesome. I'm lucky to have such cool people around me. So now you know a little bit more about me then you did before. Feel privaliged. Peace up Alabama down.
ABBIE'S BIRTHDAY
.. " A STORY BY YOURS TRULY! Once upon a time, before the lakes and rivers were polluted, before the animals were poached to extinction, and before man had destroyed the earth's atmosphere, there was a great ship. This vessel was to venture into new waters, to find new resources to make life easier and more enjoyable. It was a simple mission for the crew, who were excited to be a part of this union. They pledged to the captain and vow to be there no matter what, in sickness, health, and possible death. As time passed by, there was no new land to be found. As the days grew shorter, and the nights grew longer and colder, the crew became more and more skeptical about the captain's vision. Originally passionate and committed, true and faithful, they now began to revolt."Cross the line I was honest and never promised anything Just a brotherhood to stand for something And everyone should take the lead Follow your dreams If you don't try you failAnd we started And the captain went over He asked them why Their lives had changed There's no gold to be found No treasure in the ground We won't die for this We won't die for youYou've lost your mind I was honest and never promised anything Just a brotherhood to stand for something And even if they disagree Follow your dreams If you don't try, you failHis dream is now A shipwreck in the sand They gave up Then made all their demands The storm ensues 57 souls Die in vain And what they stoleThis union, a battle fought and lost This union was not about the cause This union was never about love