outeryou

:00 a template tempered to negate the state at which we make fake takes relate to all of life, reality is this, what you don't do twice will have a higher price, i don't construed to be rude or confuse you but the words used to construct scripts we use, to me should be seen, written out each day so we've no where to run with everything out in the open, i mean our public display not our personal confessions although if trust worthy and given the chance i could confess a mess of sin starting with my pants, and/or chaotic rants, whatever's clever i'd rather talk about it it's better then running for cover when the crowd freaks out cause some bum decided to shoot his gun that's no fun if i was the one staring down the barrel of a .45, i would have to confide in the darkness inside to figure out why i wanna take a life, let alone my own, what kind of man would i be if i used the gifts given to me to harm another human being, now don't get wrong, if me or mines is jeopardy i'll not play or calm down easily, i'll hastily bring the beast in me to protect the ones i love...