We can stay here and get the shit kicked out of us. Or, we can fight our way back. Into the light. We can climb outta hell. One inch at a time.

 

 

 

Bellwether

A freelance rapparee at jusbeDFW.
Been called a ne'er-do-well, vagabond and worse. But I'm really a harmless wayfarer. I'm a bit reckless, but at least I know who I am. That's something I can't say for most men I meet out there.
A pretty lady once told me that I like to hear myself talk. So if I get to ramblin', send me a quick "Yur dooin ma heid in!" and I'll shut up for a bit. It won't hurt my feelings.