Ages, things, details of our lives and circumstances are all there to be acknowledged and accepted for what they are. Things does not define us. The focus is on integrity, transparency about who we are, and honesty, so we can decide without biases or doubts we meant for each other or not. We do not need to guess. We know, we respect and appreciate direct approach.
I know age is just a number, just wanted to find strangers to friends with open windows to live the advantages of adventures daily, not tied to daily jobs, chasing dollars for hours. Age specific for empty nesters, time for big boy toys, boats, planes, and fast cars. Reasons for specific ages of maturity, need help to get out of the valleys of snakes, frogs and fake friends.
Found a caretaker-friend, who is almost perfect, a couple years younger then specific age, who wants to keep me safe from the wolves in the woods. Have started to believe dreams come true, if you wait for God actions to bear fruit, or wishes on the stars that shoot at night. A warrior to have my back, for the bumps in the roads, for the joys and pleasures in the roads also.
Top girls in the history lessons taught in classes still, tales of the Vikings in the 9th or the 10th century, and views on love and hate, horns of a goat. Happy and delighted for the gifts to write a tale or two for the goodness and mercy angels out tonight. Blue stars shooting bright tonight, wishes on the stars that shoot across the sky.
Notes to the sinners and the saints out for the parties, and good times to play on the beach with whales. Whales or cows, are the same, twelve different types of cows. Killer whales are the biggest whales that I like, lived in Puget Sound, and saw the whales in the sound, on the way north. Happy and joyful are the herds of whales in the sea, not sure about the whales on land, happy and gay lifestyle of the whales on land?
Angels, fairies, and pixies are the girls that I know, every day earth angels, for the smiles, for the joys and the laughter of the friends on the side lines. Friends, family members, saints and sinners at the forks in the road, take the high road, not the easy roads.
Sails on the boats of the seas of changes, butterflies out for the colors of the sunny dazes on the shores. Hope for the best, and get ready for the pits in the bowls of cherries. Lemons for the sugar and spices for the girls to make the most of the bumps in the road, and drinks made of the lemons, dodging the rocks under the sands of time.
Just dreaming of better days, more mountains to climb, and friends to last. Have so many things left to do still, getting back on the boat now, ready to rock the boat, sailing on seas of time and space. Rocking the boats on the seven seas, all oars in the water going full speed ahead to greatness.
Would love to have stable 420 growers near the beach, with a boat or yacht tied a piers in Orange county, pieces of a life created with dreams, hopes, prayers, and desires in motion.
One of my dreams in action now. Happy Birthday late, or early, it depends on the season good wishes to a long life without the bumps in the road. Have any houses to sell in Long Beach? Credit score 600. veteran also..562 234 1176 call or text locations, option fees, 100 % disable veteran, ready for a home to heal broken hearts. Help me?
Notes to the dead and lifeless friends, and family members, foes that expire have a moment in time and space when I am writing greetings to the deceased. My mother, my grandmothers, my brother, and lots of aunts and uncles that have cross over the River of Jordan...Ghosts and spooks to light up your world, and tell the stories of the people that created you.
You are your family, three parts of life to live, as a child, as a parent, and as a grandparent, teacher or student your whole life. Mountains to climb, that you get to choose, at the pace you set for the brighter dazes over the rainbows.
Snakes in the Grass: Cows,Steers, Queers, Fags, and Fag hags one and two Sheri and hairless freak Rachel Jarrot, hell hounds or land whales to date. Ready for What? Steven Jay Jarrot of Anyway Transportation in Paradise West Drive #2, La Quinta ,Ca lives with his mother ...
Girls that became mothers, girls that became mothers and teachers, girls that became doctors, girls that were the examples for the other girls behind them. Mothers and grandmothers of the girls to women, practice done over time and forever.
Teachers or students the girls match the skills to the acts of kindness needed for the big pictures, on the roads to greatness, gifts to share with the stories told. Gifts to share of the bumps in the road, gifts to share of the tales with the snakes in the grass, tips on the wolves dressed like sheep.
Tales and tweets of the fools, frogs, and freaks that party and play life away, for the gods in the center of the earth, hell hounds on the faces of the freaks out to party and play life to death.
Dream life for the fool, dream life for the fake friends, dream life for the freaks out at night, that party and play life on the beach, date a whale on the beach for the sex, drugs and the good looks. Dreams of your?
Snakes in the Grass: Cows,Land whales: Rachel or Sheri Jarrot, lovers with Steven Jarrot 7608512267, Ready for What?
Snakes in the Grass: Cows,Cattle, And Cattlecalls, Ready for What?: Steven Jay Jarrot of Anyway Transportation at Paradise West Drive, momma's boy toy for life?
So the tale is about a guy and a girl who had been traveling together for a season, and when the season was up, had to redone parts that had not been completed. Most of the people that cross our paths, are there for a season, reason or a cause. Tell are also there to teach us lessons, or be a blessing to have come across because of the pores of sunshine and happiness they bring, and there could be other good factors to consider also. Happy times are here again for Sheila, and the lessons that needed to be learned have been studied well. Lessons learned and time to move on and out.
Have been searching for the missing pieces of my life, have turned to write the facts and the fiction out of the dazes on the beach.
Love the ocean blues, love to watch the ocean at work, love to write messages in the sand, blowing winds across the shores.
Never been in a boat just to sail the day away, have been on boats to go fishing, and to go fishing for shell fish to eat, have more dreams of sailing the ocean blue.
More questions up in the air about the lights that shine bright, and the plans, goals, and dreams in action to complete, and a place to stay closer to the beach. New friends, and more wind under my wings, and the beginning of growth and changes.
More questions up in the air about the lights that shine bright, and the plans, goals, and dreams in action to complete, and a place to stay closer to the beach. New friends, and more wind under my wings, and the beginning of growth and changes.
That is just the tip of the mountain, and a few tips about what kind of person that I am. I am a veteran that write stories for other veterans get their benefits, my gift to share. Have dreams of more education, and have to be a little more stable for that in my mind. Help me climb the mountains to greatness?
Angels above, sights to see the undead and the unstable, spooks that appear for the corrections need for a night of peace. Gifts of words need to tame the beasts on the left side of the graves. Graves to me and graves to me, busy dying daily, joys and pains with the bumps in the road.
Lessons to learn, dates to set for the joys and pains of growth and rolling with the flow of the river. Oceans and seas of chance to take for the better dazes over the rainbow, gifts to share with the tales and stories of the undead and unstable.
Friends, family members and foes thanks for the crossroad turns to take on the faces of the freaks out at night, to party and play to death, good times on the beaches.
Hope helps clean the nightmares, of life in hell with the frogs and gods from the center of the earth. Devils or seven snakes within the tribe members.
Last rites of passage on the dark side of the moon, horses racing on the sands of time, water for the rats at the end of the races done daily.
Angels above, sights to see the undead and the unstable, spooks that appear for the corrections need for a night of peace. Gifts of words need to tame the beasts on the left side of the graves. Graves to me and graves to me, busy dying daily, joys and pains with the bumps in the road.
Lessons to learn, dates to set for the joys and pains of growth and rolling with the flow of the river. Oceans and seas of chance to take for the better dazes over the rainbow, gifts to share with the tales and stories of the undead and unstable.
Friends, family members and foes thanks for the crossroad turns to take on the faces of the freaks out at night, to party and play to death, good times on the beaches.
Hope helps clean the nightmares, of life in hell with the frogs and gods from the center of the earth. Devils or seven snakes within the tribe members.
Last rites of passage on the dark side of the moon, horses racing on the sands of time, water for the rats at the end of the races done daily.
Horses to walk after a long run on the shores on the sands of time, racing for the end of the rainbows, and the pots of gold, gifts to share. Words and gifts of the tales and stories of the bumps in the road here.
Views of the ocean in a dated RV without running water to wipe your ass is not the live for the driven. Gifts to share for a life of hardships, frogs to date for the cash, freaks to suck for the 420 trades, dicks to suck for the oral talents to shine.
What a life? What a nightmare for a life, dreams of the flipping of the cards, dreams of a better daze with out the trick, dreams of a better daze with a house, dreams of a host of angels full of sugar and spice for the girls in training. Gifts to share with the lessons learned daily bread for the sinners and the saints, wishes on a star. Hopes, prayers, wishes, desires floating, searching for places to land. Pieces of a dream in action, flipping the cards, flipping the coins, taking the high roads to greatness.
Dreams of yours also?
So the tale is about a guy and a girl who had been traveling together for a season, and when the season was up, had to redone parts that had not been completed. Most of the people that cross our paths, are there for a season, reason or a cause.
Tell are also there to teach us lessons, or be a blessing to have come across because of the pores of sunshine and happiness they bring, and there could be other good factors to consider also. Happy times are here again for Sheila, and the lessons that needed to be learned have been studied well. Lessons learned and time to move on and out.
How to be positive during the bumps in the road, gifts to share on the sad times, when we;Fail. To fail means - first attempt in learning, same definitely mistakes made, have to learn
new skills. Practice make perfect skills over time.
End does not mean just over and done, it means efforts never dies. No means - next opportunity. Just to let you know.
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