Hair Is Gray And The Firers Are

The Truth Lies In Between The 1st And The 40th Drink

Sometimes You Are Forced To Defend Your Beliefs. Sometimes You Are Forced To Look At Relationships That Aren't Positive Anymore. There Are Times When I Have Had To Make Peace With The Fact That I Am At War. And Sometimes You Have To Fight Those Who Do Not Want Love To Conquer All.

I Call That God The Little G. Because The God That We've Been Worshipping Is Not To Me The Supreme Creator. Anybody Who Needs To Control And Make People Feel Ashamed. . .it's Like, 'i Send My Only Begotten Son. . .' Well You Know, That Concept Of Sending A Son Where We As Women Could, Like, Breastfeed Him And Give Him Milk, But He's Not Gonna Soil His Dinky With Us? What's That All About?

These Precious Things, Let Them Bleed.

I Like Butter And The People Who Like Butter.