poem

Quarantine!

Look at me, in the quarantine that is mean.
Who the hell knows if we´ll be out of this house next month, and no money as of today.
My way.
Quarantine takes it´s toll on us small.
Yet…. I seem to get larger when the shit hits the fan.
I should be a ban.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

Internet battles


5:30 in the morning,
try to do my working….my working say again
let´s not play the pretend
hence, no internet?
I just woke up, went to the bathroom and shit, literally,
so much story
and knocked on and on on the door of my “landlord”,
she is no land of no lord,
i can testify for that dummy door
knock…..
Put the internet on! I said as she open the door,
I might be poor,
yet I am paying for this service,
and you never know…..
sorry I do,
she has the internet “things” in her room
hence when she wants she just pull the string out
and me no service, until now
knock the door, and is not fear to put on her
although she is kind of “cabrona”,
she knows perfectly that she chose to take out the cables and leave me without internet,
so I will do prefect,
Call the police!!!!! Like last time and for the internet….
I can turn my switch
Smiling for now in the beach-hitch

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

Fighters

Forget my dummy posts about military.
Was that not cool and scary?

I do eventually have a person to refer to
Father for you

Mother for me
Stings like a bee

But,
Father does always tell me the truth,(in his own way)
I see I hear in his voice, plus I do know the man,
“Things are going to get tough”. ( For us bad for me, for everyone)

All I needed, no more words.

Out of this blogging thing for now. Appreciate it for reading.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

I am complete


Sorry about that one “Steffany”, got to get my head a bit in the right direction, not much, just a bit.


Me


Me

Me

I´m not complete, army days where fun( for me at that point in life) but if I have to be complete it has to be,
shelfessly loved and me loving her ( I know that much I love her) the great and only

M%M women, that would be mom I know…

She´ll put you to work, and no bullshit if you piss her off. Although I do think I can piss her off and she still love me.

Now I am complete.

I feel hatred!

I hate people that blog about what you should and then not should do.
For who?
Making me interested in their “how to make money”, might well ass steal it,
through brain matter or just got it, not all but some… hommmm. Instict.
I hate, trying to think and is difficult, I hate..,.Point. My landlord,
Is this bitch gonna take away my internet, that it seems people come people go
and really a fucking mess this house-hole
lets do the reherse in adverse.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.