Wednesday, February 25, 2015

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Enough. Blogs, tweets, and questions and answers on yahoo, to address the darkness of my life now, and back when stuck in a coffin, with Steven Jarrot, the gay and happy down low, saint and sinner warped in his skin. Excuses, and third party views are truths, and gospel to him about the life we had together. Stuck in a coffin with Steve, was my worst time on the cross up to date, in my life. Sad stories to share, to hope that others do not lose as much as I did.

I have mental issues from the smiling faces like Steven Jarrot, and on hand just thankful for the lessons learned, and on the other hand looking for another mountain to climb. Not sure how many mountains to climb this week.

God is light, god is love, god is here daily, in all the things that you can see, hope is hoping searching for a place to land, have the visions, have the message, have the free will, and have the fights daily and often to share my views, and how I choose to live, is the story that I have to share.

Gifts of knowledge best for the long run, back to school again also. Help me help you make the most of the dreams to actions that you practice, and make a little room for growth and explanations. Have the plans, have the goals, have the dreams, and have the life to open windows and doors to the rewards for the gifts of sunshine and brightness that your program represents in my eyes. 

Hope this help you get a clear picture, of who I am so I do not have to talk so much, have had a hard time with phone calls, and at one time, made $3000 a week with phone calls, lost my way with the gay, fat, RV camper, that wanted to be the best man to ever love me. Was not able to live with his kind of love and devotion, just looked like a liar, cheater, and a snake in the grass with the deeds and actions done out of that love. Better alone than with someone looking for my demise, is how it was for me.

 Good times...His story, is the life that is history still for the whales on land. He is a white, guy that is gay, and has a RV for a home, and sits on brains at the beach in Ventura, CA. Steven Jarrot: Dream lover, dream gay and fat as a whale guy, will eat you out of house and home, will eat you out of free will, will steal to give to golden calf-Rachel Jarrot: 7607778998: UCLA Butch Queen, new hat to wear. 

Steven Jarrot: 7608512267: true colors out with the balls of his in Sheri Jarrot's purse, and pussy to lick and suck forever, buffalos both her and Rachel, Sima, Jacqueline, Carol on down low?, saints and sinners, judges alone always on the left side of grave. Happy about the type of person you are on this level, happy about image given to last, happy and gay mules and donkeys, with monkeys sees, with monkey that say and hear the hate to recreate with the blacks, Mexicans, and the working classes.

Snakes in the grass and a evil person is the way my friends and my family and the strangers that hear ths recap say about this family of Steven Jay Jarrot, and his daughters 7608512267..Randy, Sarah, Candice, Penny Rachel or Rocky Jarrot, whales on land, freaks or the fag hags to date. -Jarrot, and Sheri Jarrot are all birds of the feather and the one and same in all family matters, to include Charley, Jackie and Sima Jarrot in this clan.

The events of the Merry Month of May 2013, my sister from another mother had a thing with Steven Jarrot, and he made a promise to her and was not able to keep it. For some reason or another Steven became the person who he has always been, and two years is the length of time he was able to maintained the mast of his truth self, that his family has known and loves since the day he arrived. I wanted to continue the story where it  is now, but that will have to wait a bit longer.

This history of the blame game that is currently played thought out this family. I like to call them the Jewish Army of 2015, just because more members may have been alive then. Was not that interested in learning the history of the Jarrots, the living ones are just pillars of the desert and they are charmed. 

I wish them all well always, just want to let them know if they are human they have red blood, and that makes us all the same). But the things that has come from the head of this Army, Sima Jarrot, does not black women in her house, it  is something to scream about and wave you hands in the air, as if that was not a good thing. Take it any way you like, but it sounded to me the first time LLissa told me, that was not very Godlike. There are other words that would work better, but you can fill in the blanks yourself, or not.

Steven Jarrot, 7603601613: is such a colorful charter that he reminds me of a snake in the grass or a wolf in the hen house. If you are not Sheri Jarrot, mother of the greatest Jewish woman to be, hairless freak- Rachel Jarrot, whales on land, on one hand, with  grandmother Sima, or the sister Jackie, than you can take trust me, as a finger to one and all others. Trust me from a Jewish member of this army of frogs, is just the same as everyone‘s   else fuck you. This is the translation for this family of Jarrots of La Quinta, California. Mama Sima is 94 and lives with son Steven Jarrot on Paradise West Drive,La Quinta, and she is collecting cash from the contacts that depend on Steven to cheat them on a monthly basis.

There are some many of them that it is funny, how well Steven Jarrot, learned how to blow smoke up others tail ends, and how they all ask for more. So there are more lessons to be learned for the few or the many that think, the Jarrots shit out roses or the flowers of your choice. Crocks, liars, snakes, frogs, or wolves in the hen house are a few of the words to tell the story of this Army of Jewish Mankind.

Beware, out of the gate that Steven Jarrot 760 851 2267, is a snake, and steals from the poor, disable and the people that have an expiration date because of their life style. Lots of the people have AIDS, Cancer, and kidney problems, and problems with their health that has a time limit on how much time they will be alive. Of course if you have good practices in place for control then you do not have to worry about falling off track around this prince of frogs. 

The kids that he had, that are still alive and walking in the free world, have stories of being green with very with the lifestyle of dear daddy, Steven Jarrot. Dream life to share, hardships and sad stories change daily with the tricks, dicks, and Johns for turns to play. Dates with a dream boat, with nice green eyes, frog or freak, turns to have a lick by an oral expert. Gifts and skills to share. Good times on the beach.

  • . Stories, tales, and tips of love and hate, songs to sing, Songs to sing, gifts to share, birds and bees, dances on the side of the road, frogs to dodge, what a great day, to be above ground. Sunny and bright lights, out in the dogwood trees, pieces of a dream, pieces of the rainbow. 
  • RACHEL JARROT: SISTERS NOT KIN: DATES AND SNAKES

  • Crooks and robbers, devils inside, faces painted white, jokes and laughs, faces in the mirror, faces under the surfaces, tricks and trades, tricks for the cum suckers, to delight, to take, to give, up in the air. Fools, freaks, snakes and devils, pictures of Sheri and Rachel Jarrot. Lovers and haters, gifts of hate to share, love and hate, goats and sheep, hairs to count, every night, nightmares for others. Hairs gone, hairs black, hairs colors in the bottles, jokes and laughs for a hairdresser, sad stories of bad hair dazes. Lights on the hairs that came out, 16 years old, for the mother, at age 16 for the kid, Rach Jay, maybe. Rachel Jarrot, hand out for more cash, out of Daddy pockers, for locks and wigs made of hairs. gifts to take, gifts to have to leave the house.  Wigs, caps, basket cases, for the hairs not on head, turkeys without hairs on at night. Nights of freaks out to party, freaks out to play, freaks out to suck you dry, daily events in the Jewish Trible 2016: Monkeys to dodge. 
  • Records to break, sad songs to write, gifts of words to share of the joys and pains of the bumps in the road. Sad songs to sing to break the rounds of the records broken or not for the good times in the shades of blue, sands on the beach to count another day....

    To teach, to learn, to share the joys and pains, to write the stories of chances taken to bring lights on these matters. Sad and blue about the lack of growth. Same stories, different dazes, life on the  beach, in a dated RV alone. Sad for the frogs kissed for the chance to change, windows always open, to flip the coins to brighter dazes. Paths not taken, the high roads, hands out to help a frog or a fish, get on the ships of dreams.

    Dreams in action. Dreams working with dogwood butterflies, California Women, the state butterfly, tales to share. Bright lights in the sun, stars high in the sky, far away in the sunshine. Need the darkness for stars to shine. Stars to shine bright, earth angels, fairies and pies in the sky to collect. Just happy for dazes to change, dances in the wind on the beaches, on the boats good times.

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