I may appear to be free, but I'm just a prisoner of your love I fly around, jumping from table to table smiling and cracking jokes but you're in my heart my beauty it just hurts so bad, and I'm not a soldier I'm not a fucking soldier I'm allowed to cry when I want to I don't have to follow the g
I'm a hazard to your sense of security not to your actual security and the webs of the military lifestyle invade my own you're so hot and your cock so beautiful and you're taking a break or leaving forever or ignoring me my insecure child screams for acceptance from the hot soldier that thought I was hot for a mi
So What, my man is TDY*** the man I had a crush on before I met him is blossoming in my eyes a victim of the world but not defeated a sensitive caring loving hard worker hurt, but not hurting i asked to make out with you and you gave me the sweetest kiss ever I'm thinking about
literally translates into " yes, I understand (from this point forward)" from Japanese. and thats what I got to tell the world Yes, I understand (from this point forward): -people are going to love me or hate me for the same exact reason -only souled samaritans want to bring you up when you're down -that I just may be a souled samaritan -e
excuse me if I hurt your feelings I didn't mean to cock block the two southern phrases that are said in any situation who cares if they're true or not jesus I'm in my prime the prime of my mental stability is here and I bathe in the climax of confidence that has made its debut respect me for me and the people actually do<
snap back to the reality of your existence realize that you can't stand still forever and that you have to raise your standards I'm growing up removing the racist standards that where planted there by the south never been a victim so I don't have the right tells me the soft-spoken crowds that pretend to sympathize stagna
baby I'm a little buzzed right now so excuse my flow of emotion. you're beautiful, friggin beautiful every moment spent with you makes me a better person you understand me most of the time and even when you don't you have the decency to pretend like you do I know life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness won't let us be together for
and he's still the same asshole that he was when he left nothings changed i scream more insane things to his face because now I know more grow the fuck up billy grow the fuck up you're the hurt little boy that's no ones first priority and you like friends that don't see your heart I fucking believed you had one for a couple o
In the Arms of an Ex that hurt you like a habit in the arms of someone you don't want to villafy in the memories of a beatiful soldier the beautiful soldier that know nothing else 2 unset phone calls and I think of nothing but Iraq This two timing bitch doesn't know how to deal the ex is being nice and I'm a needy bitch I need
remove yourself from the victim the key to happiness the key to victory the key to fucking success succeed and do the grind fain the existence of a hard worker when the victims get too close remove them they're nothing but victims anyways
avoid the non-american over desperate cock seeking mother fucker that is so nice he's nice but I don't want to fuck him am I a NBU? nice but ugly am I just over eager, not in shape and simply not american not american not cool not fucking american 'I'm good enough for socialization but not good enough not fu
tease me I'm an easy target and I give you the right response as the gang of sexed persons swarm around you and your horny eyes do too much talking thank you for being nice says the 15 year veteran there's so few of us left ---shut the fuck up and put out old man I don't need your political commentary on my personality just lay
so that's my look for today my look that I'm wearing my look that I'm claiming reduce the use of the F word for the first time ever its not necessary and it makes you look really unintellectual so my baby is doing okay and I found a way to communicate with him he makes me happy mothafucka jonny jon is here and totally
so i spent the last year or so screaming out all my theories screaming out how fucked up the world is screaming out my worst fears screaming, fucking screaming screaming what i didn't want to believe screaming things again and again and again to anyone who would listen to anyone who didn't want to listen just fucking screaming
so here's the deal my everything here's the deal I cried so much last night, I thought I was breaking I haven't cried that much prob since middle school and I've been through some pretty horrible shit I'm fighting the tears as I write this I've never had that feeling before so I can take care of my work shit and you
And crying my heart out loud felt so good crying the tears that where locked in a perfect meeting of moments crashed felt so good so now the morning after, a new perspective I swear I'm not broken I will survive says the faggot I will survive as he emulates females but resembles males the line of gender
A good solid cry that's all it was planning on being but something threw it off its ticker an old brown man in an afghanistani suit doing nothing wrong but who can never do anything right analyze this you stranded failure release some sorrow use the humour to pad the pain to comfort your color to comfort this, mot
Me and Him, Me and Him, Me and Him. Gosh do you think about anything else? The Cell Phone has never been a greater friend. And being the military boyfriend only gets tougher. I pretend to be a woman to avoid the authorities. But I'm not. 4 months of being nothing but the Z word. I have to play his g
you're fighting for your land or your esteem not for me you're fighting for your stability not for me I want to hold you and not smother your independence prove to you that your attraction to me is not in vain but I can't because of my penis because of your penis this sucks being gay sucks loving you doesn't s
so this man claims to be bisexual and informs me that he plans on being confused for a long time the fact that he sleeps with women frankly grosses me out I don't want to think of him in the act and feel disgusted that the man who holds my heart sleeps with the opposite gender perhaps its just natural human jealousy kicking in I don't want to
And the music changes what I was feeling a minute ago escape your reality by visiting someone elses today music- the strongest story teller tells me her story so well she has the milkshake and the boys are lined up and I walk like I'm her now your song comes on the one you told me reminds you of me and a more beautiful com
****** An Indian MAN's journey growing up in a truly exclusionist culture Y-Plate Hunting Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Penis. Shore, like the Ocean. Generational Gypsies Don't Blame Me; Blame My Label In Transit only River, Shore The Z Word Fresh off the Boat, Again and Again
oh Woody won't you be mine Woody come back to me cause I miss you so much I sit still as only the tears move tonight I knew all this , but you felt so good I knew, You knew tells me the veteraned as he consoles me the outsider best friend tells me to run away run away from the pain<
nothing but your presence soothes me and your missed phone call from the disadvantaged field wreck my inside try not to think about it and move on, move up but my heart is not with me my heart is gone over dramatic responses to noramally everyday action I'm so stupid for missing your phone call gosh I need to smoothe this pain over
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