What I find scary, is how liberal historians can distort the truth. Take the KKK for example. As you can see from these pictures, they were actually, a civic organization that contributed to Afro Americans charities. Yet the liberals have taught children for generations that the KKK was a hate group and anti-American. I worry, that the liberal historians will treat the Tea Party the same way.
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Ha!

While eesh's "granddaddy" was on a merry-go-round, mine was in law school.

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> While eesh's "granddaddy" was on a merry-go-round,
> I was in law school.

FIFY

Here they are from behind.

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> FIFY


Despite the likelihood that eesh's people marry when they're 15, I doubt I was a contemporary of eesh's granddaddy.

Alias, do you take medication for your depression?

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> Alias, do you take medication for your depression?

She's depressed?

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> Alias, do you take medication for your depression?


eesh, do you take meds for your borderline personality disorder?

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No. I'm happy.... for the most part.

I'm not stupid, so I can't be happy all the time.

I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
His primary concern was making a million
Being the illest hustler that the world ever seen
He used to fuck moviestars and sniff coke in his dreams
A corrupted young mind, at the age of thirteen
Nigga never had a father and his mom was a fiend
She put the pipe down, but forever, yeah, she was sober
Her son's heart simultaneously grew colder

He started hanging out, selling bags in the projects
Checking the young chicks looking for hit and run prospects
He was fascinated by material objects
But he understood money never bought respect
He build a reputation cause he could hustle and steal
But got locked once and didn't hesitate to squeal
So criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real
You see, me and niggas like this have never been equal
I dont project my insecurities at other people

He fiended for props like addicts with pipes and needles
So he felt he had to proof to everyone he was evil
A feeble-minded young man with infinite potential
The product of a ghetto-bred capitalistic mental
Coincidentally dropped out of school to sell weed
Dancing with the devil, smoked until his eyes would bleed
But he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed

Alias, do you mind if I use your screen name on another forum? I rarely go on other forums, but there is discussion going on that I MUST contribute to.

Everyone trying to be trife, never face the consequences
You probably only did a month for minor offences
Ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance
But then again there's always the wicked that knew in advance
Dance forever with the devil on a cold cell block
But that's what happens when you rape, murder and sell rock
Devils used to be gods, angels that fell from the top
There's no diversity because we're burning in the melting pot

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> eesh, do you take meds for your borderline
> personality disorder?



HA! Did I tell you that in private message? Good thing I never shared my other diagnosis with you.

No, you don't take medication for personality disorders.

He wanted to be major like the cutthroats and the thugs
But when he tried to step to them, niggas showed him no love
They told him any motherfucking coward can sell drugs
Any bitch nigga with a gun can bust slugs
Any nigga with a red shirt can front like a Blood
Even Puffy smoked a motherfucker up in a club
But only a real thug can stab someone 'til they die
Standing in front of them, staring straight into their eyes
Billy realized that these men were well guarded
And they wanted to test him, before business started
Suggested raping a bitch to proof he was cold hearted
So now he had a choice between going back to his life
Or making money with made men, up in the cife
His dreams about cars and ice, made him agree
A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be
And so he met them Friday night at a quarter to three

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> > personality disorder?
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> HA! Did I tell you that in private message?

No, you didn't.

> Good thing I never shared my other diagnosis with you.

You didn't need to.

> you don't take medication for personality
> disorders.

Atypical antipsychotics are often prescribed.

Charlottesville.