Seriousely, other than me who really gives a fuck about these blogs that i'm putting on my page? No one thats who, none have commented on a blog, none have said shit, jack shit, about the shit that gets posted in my blogspace on my myspace. people view but don't speak on what they see, so then me, the paranoid fuck that I am, I think maybe they don't like what I wrote, maybe they think I'm crazy. Well, they'ld be thinking right, I am crazy, and these blogs are my way of trying to grasp a hold of some sence of normalaty. But when people don't respond it's like I'm talking to myself, which seems crazy even to me. Yeah, I think the shit I do sometimes is crazy. But what the fuck am I supposed to do, sit around and be sad that i got no one to talk to?  Fuck that, thats what country music is for, "My wife left and took the dog, I loved that dog,". Fuck you, and Fuck your dog. Who the fuck cares? Shit happens, usually bad shit and usually to good people, but thats life. It sucks, it's a bitch, I know. But that doesn't mean you have to lay there and take it. Stand up and take control, it's your life, your not crazy if you make others crazy jealous of what you have. You have a voice, people call you a fool for using it, and crazy for speaking your mind on top of it. Who the fuck cares? They hold their breath till it kills them, they try to murder your freedom of speach. Who the fuck cares? God cares. Yeah I said it, do something, say i can't say that, but i already said it. Say I'm lying, go ahead and prove me right, because when you call me a lier you try to kill the truth in what I speak, and in doing so try to murder the care God has for you, and all that happens to you and around you. So please, call me a fool, because I'd rather be a crazy fool for using the voice God gave me to speak the mind God blessed me with, than a suicaldal murderer. But thats just me. Of course then again, unless someone reads this, the words won't mean much to others anyway. Oh well, who the fuck cares anyway.

Robert Lee Francis IV