Super cute video!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PNLcwqUOXfQ
Btw, how you get it to show the video and not just the link? I’ve done it before (clicking “Add Media>insert from URL” used to show the video in the post, but now it only shows just the URL??) How do I get it to show the actual video? thx.
There Is one thing that will keep me here and It’s pretty pathetic.Well actually two.Getting back with her will give me the “want” to wanting to live cause I’d live happily with her.The other thing Is the number one draft pick.(Feel free to laugh haha)If the Texans don’t pick Johnny Manziel I don’t wanna go on.This reminds me of the superbowl last year.If the ravens didn’t win,I didn’t wanna see tomorrow.Being from Houston and being a huge Aggie fan,I would love to see Johnny touchdown In a Texans uniform not no damn Teddy Bridgewater or Jadeveon Clowney.For the record Matt Schaub Is my franchise qb […]
All the crazy emotional experiences have come and gone. Years has passed and time heals all wounds. Yet, here I am with all goals killed and/or died. I shouldn’t have made it through the experiences I experienced. Now here I am alive and empty. Somewhat like Salmon spawning. They swam upstream and laid their eggs. But unlike the salmon dying soon after, I’m still alive.
I’m not a young kid. I’m 50 and have a career. Here is my story. I lived the American dream. No, not a millionaire but I am ok making 89K a year. It all started about 5 years ago. At […]
I crave the touch of friendly hands.
My bitter soul is searching for
The warmth of love in frozen lands.
The wind bites though me as I search
The tundra of this lonely life.
I crave the touch of friendly hands.
I huddle to the fire and think
No sun-scorched desert could replace
The warmth of love in frozen lands.
Like the robin with fractured eggs,
Or the hound who howls for his man,
I crave the touch of friendly hands.
Frost cracks open my naked face.
I wish a long embrace would give
The warmth of love in frozen lands.
There is nothing […]
It started when I was 11, the bullying. It was simple at first; called fat and ugly. It started to excel though, through out the year. I was a heavy set child, short and pudgy. But not obese. I told my mum, she said I just wanted attention. I let it keep happening for a couple months, then it got out of hand. I started being followed home by a couple of boys. They rode bikes usually, sometimes skateboards. I didn’t know what they wanted with me. A couple weeks after, a brick broke my window in the middle of the night. There was a […]
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