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WHAT THE FUCK!! Dec 14, 2013
Why do people like playing algo frookies???? It's the dumbest shit ever honestly you do NOTHING that's not Big Brother that's just be lazy and wasting your time watching a fucking computer play a game for you.
Whoever made that shit up is just dumb and not EVERYBODY in a game, who used their ts should have to play it that way. If one person wants to play the game how the fucking creator of this site intended it too be played all others should respect that!
I have a life so when I play this it's in my spare time and I dont' want to fucking watch my computer I want to PLAY!

Bitches!
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I have a dream.... Dec 13, 2013
I have a dream that one day MFs will quit backstabbing on here!
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The first six pages of my novel Bars of Paradise! Dec 5, 2013
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Dear Diary,

I write inside you to help get out the right words. I am young. I am telling you my story. Well, it’s not just my story.
A lot of people are involved in this one.
My story is one of drugs, war, sex and love.

Love.
Yes, that sounds about right.
Death was our wedding.
Suicide was our ritual.
Love was our Priest.
(This shit will make sense in the end.)
Like we are monsters our life together tells a Godly story.

That story beings now.

Rebel.

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Lucky. 
Having, bringing or resulting from luck.
“Just some shit people tell themselves when the y do well and blame when they fail.” Anthony Bolder went on and on to his friends for the pass twenty minutes. He flicked his lighter and the bud began to fill his mind. His friends passed the joint around all sitting in a circle around the living room.
This was the life for Anthony. He loved to just chill and get high. Even if he was twenty-four years old and still lived with his mom and little brother.
Anthony just got out of prison for a drug charge
(He still tells people he is innocent.)
His mind is filled with the memories of life behind bars and drugs seem to be the only thing that helps him with these memories.
He was nothing but a piece of meat to those monsters behind the bars. He would never let that happen to him again.
“When does your brother get here?” Sam asks.
Anthony’s mind filled with shit about his brother.
Jameson did everything “right” in life according to everybody.
He went off to college while Anthony was a family man.
He believed a man should remain home to support their family. Not leave and force their mother to work a shitty 9-5 job like Jameson did.
“I don’t know and I don’t really care.” Anthony said and took another hit of M.J.
This was the life.
His kingdom.
He’d be damn if Jameson returned to try and take over.

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However, this story is not about Anthony.
The real story is about Rebel, the youngest of the Bolder brothers.
Anthony is the eldest at twenty-four.
Jameson is the middle, at age twenty-two.
Then you have Rebel, only seventeen years old.
Rebel being the youngest was the prize profession of the Bolder brothers. He was untouchable no matter what he did.
“Rebel could kill your fucking grandma and mom, but we would still protect him!” Jameson once told a guy who tried to jump Rebel after Rebel sold him coke that turned out to be baking soda.
(Hey, the asshole was dumb enough to believe it.) 
Rebel was what Anthony called golden.
He could talk a person into doing anything he wished.
This made Rebel lucky, but unlucky. Rebel called it the Bolder curse. He was the object of affection for many sleazy men.
Sadly, in the drug dealing business many sleazy men existed.
Rebel felt like his soul was lost due to his need for vanity.
Ever since Rebel was ten he could remember his father having “business” meetings every so often. Rebel would watch the men and he could tell when he got the attention of one.
Their eyes would gloss over and they would always cover their hard-on with their hand. Trying to ignore Rebel while listening to his father talk about drugs. Rebel once heard a rumor a man wanted to buy Rebel from Mr. Bolder. You see, most top drug dealers also deal with the sex ring business.
Mr. Bolder beat the man up to the point he may never think about sex with an eight year old boy again.
Not that any of these men mattered. Rebel’s brothers were like two personal body guards. Nobody could even look at Rebel the wrong way without facing Anthony and Jameson.
Rebel preferred it to be Jameson if it had to happen.

Rebel described Jameson as icy. A cold personality that inhibited any killer. Jameson killed but only those he had too and he didn’t make a mess out it.
He was the clean out of the family.
Anthony on the other hand…
Rebel called Anthony the fire.
Like fire, Anthony would kill anything spreading until somebody puts it out. Anthony has yet to be put out.
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Kick-starter! Dec 3, 2013
Hey everybody I know that this isn't the site for this but I am trying to reach out on all platforms. I really enjoy writing and am trying to raise enough money to get my book published the right way that means edit, cover designer which this all cost things. So I have begun a Kickstarter project and I am not asking you to give much but something would fover be THANKFUL for.

http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/166055771/bars-of-paradise 

You all rock
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No title Dec 1, 2013
Fuck people.
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What type of man do I love... Nov 30, 2013
I love a man that wants me! One that wants me so much he will do anything for me. I love a man who is selfish and brave and I love guys who are Marines, Army, Navy etc. Firefighters just all out great guys! I want a man in my life because I am lonely now. I hope I find one soon!
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