Ok, so Lumpy basicaly volunteered me, [The Vampire Lestat], to write his descritption.
What could I tell you that you dont allready know? Well first off, LUmpy is, well, Lumpy, and I dont just mean that physically.
Josh brings a whole new meaning to the word "lumpy" he makes it sweet and kind, but he is not afraid to put a hurt on someone
for doing something wrong to someone he cares about. Lumpy is loyal. He is also one of the biggest Juggalo's I know, and is currently playing
with a plastic dinosaur lol. And another thing, he is cudolicious. I'm dead serisous, even on drunken knights ive been known
to cuddle with him XD. But seriously lumpy is a great friend to have, and you could ask for no better. Everyone loves lumpy and would
have to make some extreme reason to hate him! WE LOVE YOU LUMPALICIOUS!!!!


Age - 22
Height - 6'2"
Tattoo's - yes five of them
Piercings- yes three and hope more soon
Favorite Colours - purple
Hair Color - blond
Hair Long or Short - in the middel
Eye Color - blue
Hand - right
Status: dead.
Here for: to make friends and meet new people
Orientation: straight
Hometown: Richmond
Smoke / Drink: yes/yes


I am a Christian

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'."
I'm whispering "I was lost,
Now I 'm found and forgiven."

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need Christ to be my guide.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And need His strength to carry on.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And need God to clean my mess.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
But, God believes I am worth it.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.

When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sinner
Who received God's good grace, somehow!




[ you can get a hold of me at]
yahoo:jle008@yahoo.com
[ or you can text me ]
816-399-9157

This is the TRUTH

Friend: Calls your parents "Mr." or "Mrs."
Juggalo: Call your parents "Mom" or "Dad."
Friend: Has never seen you cry.
Juggalo: Has the best shoulder to cry on.
Friend: Will leave you hanging to be with a crowd.
Juggalo: Always has your back.
Friend: Runs for help in a fight.
Juggalo: Jumps in the fight to help.
Friend: Will bail your stale ass out of Jail.
Juggalo: Will be sittin' right next to you saying "That was fucking awesome!"
Friend: Will help you move out of a house.
Juggalo: Will help you move a dead body out of the house.
Friend: Bums you a cigarette
Juggalo: Bums you his last pack
Friend: Is there when you need them
Juggalo: Is there even when you dont need them
Friend: Gets drunk at a party and pukes on your carpet
Juggalo: Feels worse than you do about puking on your carpet in the morning
Friend: Hides you from the cops
Juggalo: Is probably the reason the cops are after you in the first place
Friend: Lets you make an ass out of yourself in public
Juggalo: Is up there with you making an ass out of themselves too
Friend: Likes you cause your always doing stupid shit
Juggalo: Loves you even though you do stupid shit
Friend: Is shocked to find out your actually gay
Juggalo: Already knew but really could care less
Friend: Doesn't tell anyone if you kill the guy who tried to kill you
Juggalo: Helped you kill that asshole
Friend: Comes with you to your moms funeral
Juggalo: Cries with you at your moms funeral
Friend: Tells you when his parents doesnt want him to hang out with you any more
Juggalo: Laughs in his parents faces for saying that
Friends: Fade
Juggalos: Are 4 Ever
Pass this shit on to all your juggalo homies
yo if ur a juggalo send this shit to all ya mutha fuckin homies


[The Dash

I read of a man who stood to speak

At the funeral of a friend.

He referred to the dates on her tombstone

From the beginning to the end.

He noted that first came the date of birth

And spoke the following date with tears,

But he said what mattered most of all

Was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time

That she spent alive on earth

And now only those who loved her

Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own;

The cars...the house...the cash,

What matters is how we live and love

And how we spend our dash.

So when your eulogy's being read

With your life's actions to rehash

Would you be proud of the things they say

About how you spent your dash?

By:Linda Ellis]



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