he's battled some demons I guess..bipolar or depression

Sorry Copper take good look at terry.
Hes like bozo the clown
With white hair..

I'd eat er um watch her

Such sad news. She was incredibly kind, and lovely.

an swift now has her own channel on prime.....

n I want 2.5 million per, guaranteed 5 years 15 per year..guaranteed payment even if I'm nowhere to be seen..oh n throw in signing bonus

Hopes mr calieb likes stinky evil cities like butt breath shitcago

laughing....well if she stays away from games no proble

Man those grill thieves have you in a surly mood. Even attacking Terry Bradshaw

bunch rings though

wanders into My dungeon, taking notice that mpYp was out and doing the chores within, a soft nod of My head
very well done slut.

rattles the other two cages hoping that Faith's property and suze are doing ok ......

walking towards My chair ,,, seeing the leather has a good lustre sheen to it ...... then fingers touch along places in the dungeon ........ wow mpYp you really did do a good job and you even locked yourself back in the cage.

I guess perhaps the permission you asked for , is well deserved, unless of course I change My mind

nodding as I flick off an invisible speck of lint from my jeans

cya darlin

laughs
I'm holding out..even willing to promise happy ending..if I get contract like his..I get paid even if I don't even show up

Caleb Young from USC is Chi town qb

Terry bradshaw a real unfunny fart mellon

release

No couch taylor swifties team not winning

yup..Joe who won how many sb? and terry Bradshaw..n they won 5..

Ya didn't fall for his ad for a masseur?

What are journies? Jourines are the act of traveling from one place to another. They can be tough. Each journey can bring happiness, sadness, hope, nightmares and many other emotions mixed in. Some journies are successful and those on the hunt find whatever it was they were seeking. Some journies are a failure and nothing is found. The lastest journey of Azakar has been a total failure. The attack on the SGD would seem distant to many but the scar running from wrist to inbetween middle and ring finger and the one across my side is proof it's not distant to me. The search for the culprits had run dry but sometimes luck is needed in order to feel like something has been accomplished. Upon arriving back in camp it was told there was another camp out there. Supposedly the Haurspex is now there or visits there. Men will be sent out to do research. If that is the camp that made the attack I will ride through it and kill everything and everyone that moves within. If it is not them I may still do so anyways. Why? The mind of this Torturer doesn't ask why. All the horrors, trials, tribulations, sparks of joy and happiness in my life have not and will never be regretted. When the skies put me here, this is how I am meant to live. I torture for information, kill when I have too, kill sometimes because I am impulsive and yet my own history and thoughts torture me right back

It's been a while since I was reunited with Morte. He was happy to see me when I stopped by the pens. I walk slow but with purpose as the blazing flames of the camp greet me. The fresh air is breathed into my lungs. I am a man on the verge of total madness but somehow I've not yet tipped all the way. If I were to go totally mad it will be a sight to behold at all the carnage that will happen before I'm out out of my own misery. But we are not there yet. I have many moments where I am calm and thoughts are pushed to the far corners of my mind. When I do the work of my clan I am cold and ruthless but in sane mind to get the job done. It was a nice night as dark eyes looked around