No Longer Teenager
So yes, today is my Birthday and I'm supposed to give my reflections on how I'm different, or what the last year has been or something. I am different today from what I was yesterday, just as I will be different tomorrow from what I am today. God is molding me growing me everyday whether I see it or not, I'll never be done. Nineteen taught me more about life, the good and the bad, than any year before, although I won't be surprised if in a year I'll say the same for twenty. All I can say is, what a crazy life we all lead. How can anyone claim that humans are all there is, when humans can't even deal with their own lives? I mean, we were never meant to handle this life, we weren't born for this. The only thing that gets me through each day is my God, and I wouldn't have it any other way, I've seen what happens when life is attempted alone. I don't want to be alone.
So here is a poem written for me by the great John Bingham.
crap i was gonna try to put this all in one message but o well- uh here's my poem to you- bare with me ......If the weather bad- don't be sad ......I sure as well know that it's your birthday and I'm glad ......This is definately the first poem I ever wrote ......So I hope you don't choke! ....Dafty ran swifty to the big main event! But all the shemale came to find out was that its birthday present was ancient..... .....It took the gift as quickly to the party .....The party of David Burbardy .....David saw the present and jumped with joy ..... If only he knew it wasn't a toy
.....David unwrapped the gift as quickly as possible .....He started to toss the gift up and down b/c it was tossible...... Everyone else at the main event, watched with wonder.....As david burbardy toss a stupid little pathethic ratish shivering poodle named eddie .....Then David Burbardy went and got the machete
