Hey Stacy (yes you spawn of satan bithch that gave birth to my niece, the only good thing to come from you), since i can't post in your journal, here you go, A lesson in theology
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A Man apart, A man torn, Not an object subjected to love, But ridiculed for the love he seeks. Bashed and brused outwardly, Proud and srong inwardly. Soldiers of the new generation Seeking out their Holy Grail.