Nomad1
Tupac KONY and GOAT
"I'll suck on your daddy's dikk"
"I'll fukk Rupaul...
Before I fukk them ugly ass X-scape bytches"
Does Death Ever Trip You Out?
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"I'll fukk Rupaul...
Before I fukk them ugly ass X-scape bytches"
god shamgod
Veteran
"I'll suck on your daddy's dikk"
"I'll fukk Rupaul...
Before I fukk them ugly ass X-scape bytches"
You posted a noah smiley to a pic of tupac in bubbles that a female is rockin in her avi 
Nomad1
Tupac KONY and GOAT
fukk up o'l "I'll suck on your daddy's dikk" ass nikka
I'm scared brehs 
Have I done enough to be amongst the good samaritans in paradise or is my abode to be those of demonic beings
A breh of mine almost passed away in front of my eyes too a few days back, that shyt affected me
Have I done enough to be amongst the good samaritans in paradise or is my abode to be those of demonic beings
A breh of mine almost passed away in front of my eyes too a few days back, that shyt affected me
I would rather hear the opinions about death from people 65 and older, I would like to hear their mentality, what they think.
Playeroni
Aka Nasty Neighbor #CREEPLIFE
I agree. It's easy to but it behind you and not think about it while your whole life is ahead of you. That's how I am. But I'm sure you thoughts change a bit as you age and get closer to dying. And after living a whole life on this earth, seeing all the evil shyt humans are capable of, I'm sure some welcome it. Anyway, I'm enjoying myself here,I may not have the life I want at the moment, but I'm happy and healthy, that's all I asked for.
MooseMouthMthafuga
Veteran
Before my son was born, I can honestly say, I was oblivious to the fear of death.Just totally aloof about it.
Now I have somewhat of a anxiety about my own perseverance.I know I need enough time to build him into a soldier before I get out of here.NOBODY understands my son more than me.We have a psychic connection that's on some otherworldly/alien/telepathic shyt.Some times, he'll come up to me and go "Daddy, I know what you're thinking right now" and tell me exactly what I was thinking
Just having something that precious, in your hand, to mold.....It's some heavy shyt, breh
.At times, it makes me start to examine my own mortality.I wanna at least be around until he's 30 and has a family of his own.Anything beyond that is gravy.
So I guess you could say that is my biggest fear/anxiety.Being taken away from him while he's still a pup.I don't dwell on it, but that shyt does visit my cranium for a brief second or two from time to time.
Now I have somewhat of a anxiety about my own perseverance.I know I need enough time to build him into a soldier before I get out of here.NOBODY understands my son more than me.We have a psychic connection that's on some otherworldly/alien/telepathic shyt.Some times, he'll come up to me and go "Daddy, I know what you're thinking right now" and tell me exactly what I was thinking
Just having something that precious, in your hand, to mold.....It's some heavy shyt, breh
.At times, it makes me start to examine my own mortality.I wanna at least be around until he's 30 and has a family of his own.Anything beyond that is gravy.So I guess you could say that is my biggest fear/anxiety.Being taken away from him while he's still a pup.I don't dwell on it, but that shyt does visit my cranium for a brief second or two from time to time.
Just curious, why did your dad want you to rethink your feelings on god and the afterlife? What did he hope that would accomplish?
I rarely post about my personal life on here, but I know the feeling up close. This past December I lost both of my parents. I lost my mother December 5th due to a heart attack. My father, who was terminally ill, passed away 3 days later. My dad had been bed ridden for some time, and my mother was taking care of him at home. When he got the news she passed, he didn't want to live anymore and basically willed himself to die. They were married 34 years.
It's crazy, because I was in for Thanksgiving and all was ok. My mother was in the kitchen dancing to her oldies music as she cooked food, me and my brothers ate at my parents and had a good time. I got a call December 4th from my oldest brother, talking about a Christmas present for mom and dad. He said "by the way, mom doesn't sound too good, you should call and check on her." So I did, and she didn't sound too good. I keep asking her what is wrong, she was like "I don't know." I told her she may need to go to the hospital, and she was like I will be ok. Her last words to me were "I love you." I then told her to give the phone to my 2nd oldest brother, and told him to call the ambulance.
I get the call around 1 am, December 5, that she had passed away. I was literally frozen in place. I then made the trip to my hometown (4 hour drive), which seem to last forever. I got home and saw tears in my father's eyes for the first time ever. We got him moved to the local hospital while we were making arrangements for mom. The plan was to move him to the nursing home. Within 24 hours, he went from talking, to not being able to say anything and just having a blank stare on his face. We knew he had given up. Me and my brothers told him if it is what he wanted, go and join mom. And that is what he did. I am at least grateful I got to say some last words to him.
So the holiday season has been non-existent to me this (past year). Just thinking that I will never see or hear them again gets me weak. But now I'm just like I got to live everyday to the fullest and don't take things and people for granted.
It's crazy, because I was in for Thanksgiving and all was ok. My mother was in the kitchen dancing to her oldies music as she cooked food, me and my brothers ate at my parents and had a good time. I got a call December 4th from my oldest brother, talking about a Christmas present for mom and dad. He said "by the way, mom doesn't sound too good, you should call and check on her." So I did, and she didn't sound too good. I keep asking her what is wrong, she was like "I don't know." I told her she may need to go to the hospital, and she was like I will be ok. Her last words to me were "I love you." I then told her to give the phone to my 2nd oldest brother, and told him to call the ambulance.
I get the call around 1 am, December 5, that she had passed away. I was literally frozen in place. I then made the trip to my hometown (4 hour drive), which seem to last forever. I got home and saw tears in my father's eyes for the first time ever. We got him moved to the local hospital while we were making arrangements for mom. The plan was to move him to the nursing home. Within 24 hours, he went from talking, to not being able to say anything and just having a blank stare on his face. We knew he had given up. Me and my brothers told him if it is what he wanted, go and join mom. And that is what he did. I am at least grateful I got to say some last words to him.
So the holiday season has been non-existent to me this (past year). Just thinking that I will never see or hear them again gets me weak. But now I'm just like I got to live everyday to the fullest and don't take things and people for granted.
Ineedmoney504
SOHH ICEY...WE EATIN
I think because he knew he was that close to death that a afterlife wit God had to be his only option