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fuck white sage burns your nose if you take in too much!

innuendos next level son, my game is on right now boi!

so here i sit, in my bedroom. the fan humming away, the smell of white sage fills the air with an aroma that reeks of nature. it's relaxing. the bubbles of the filter in my fish tank makes for a very calming background. the closest thing to a disturbance is the clanking of my turtles shells against the glass. when all of a sudden, i hear an alert from my facebook, disturbing the peace. while many would be annoyed that the peace and quiet of their room was broken, and while if it where anyone else i might feel the same. i notice, after hours, it was summer who had messaged me, a very close friend whom is even closer to my heart. i am not annoyed, nor am i surprised. but i am glad someone took the time out of their day to message me. with a beaming smile on my face, i immediately respond to summer, reassuring her that there is nothing to be sorry about.

yesterday i decided that it would be funny that i would hide behind a bush on the side of the road and throw big rocks at cars... and it was funny... until one car slowed down and turned around...
next day i saw them pull down their driveway with a big ass dent into the side of the car, hey, get the fuck outta this cars way, they're in the fast lane, going down the road at the speed of a freight train.

no i'm not savage, i'm just a little messed up the head. speakin' of which i can't get no head 'cause every time a bitch tries she breaks her jaw. so i just keep on my own path, walking straight through the rain, but you know that.

bitches tryna roast me, i'm like "nigga ya'all r pussies" which they respond in the manner that implies i'm crazy. yep, you know me nigga. don't even try to deny it. i see what you're implyin' tryna hide it. it ain't a problem with you, just your head, and the way it's used.

nigga complain, but i just explain, that societies the cause. if you have a problem with me, that sounds like a personal issue. nigga y yu cryin? do i need to hand you a tissue?

fuck that, i'm a gentlemen to ladies but you ain't one, you just a man with the mental stability of a woman tryna find your way down the road as if there was one.

no steal plehz

been hanging out with the homies... soon they'll be my apprentices.

ladies and gentlemen! i present to you... the new american flag!

while some sit back and sift through their memories and awe-ing in wonder for all the "achievements" they have accomplished in their lives, all the fun they had... and all do is look back, and cringe, not only this, but i'm reminded of heartbreak and betrayal, hardships and downfalls. some would suggest i work to improve my flaws that i have demonstrated in the past, even i have considered going back, contacting the people i have wronged and those whom have wrong me... but nay... the past is too dark a place, too painful, for me to go back and face again... the best thing for me is to look to the future... always forward, never backward.

downloady loady

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it's... it's beautiful!!!

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my grandmother's maiden name was Jewett. this came from our ancestor whom lived 900 years ago, they fought in the muslim crusades as the leader of a rag-tag team of people meant to slay the jews within the Muslim holdout, as to spread the christian religion. the name, jewett, was appointed as a badge of "honor" and it directly translates to "slayer of jews" the Jewett family crest is what was to become the official crest of the ancient order Knights Templar.

it's a gruesome story. my ancestors were nasty, despicable humans. i come from a long line of musical geniuses and soldiers of men

people often ask me why when my students and i are out on the hunt we look like a band of nerds trying to look like assassins from assassins creed. this is mainly because i used the concepts devised by the Templars of real life and that franchise, the moral code of the Assassins, and the traditions of native american tribes such as the Cherokee, to form my disciplinary mindset and i used the martial arts of Tang Soo Do, Tae Kwan Do, and Bushido as well as some training methods that the monks in the Tibetan mountains use to train Kung Fu to new warrior monk students in order to form my whole training exercise. but those aren't the important differences, fancy names and training methods mean nothing. what is important is that we don't just *look* like warrior monks, we *are* modern warrior monks.

what do we fight? we don't usually fight, we like to give knowledge and when necessary... knowledge needs to be dealt with experience and fear.

practicing with throwing stars