Sometimes life gives you a hand full of nothing. Then, sometimes it gives you a hand full of shit. You can neither discern between nothing, or shit. I discerned for everything. I waited and I wanted. I got neither. I stared at goats and got everything. Fighting for something does not equal losing everything. Getting your shit together will get it all back home again. June is the new Easter. See you soon. Sorry to be so cryptic. Love you baby. Here is the first time i have given a fake photo of us. Watch Randy Owen, he's not really playing the guitar.
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