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Let everyday be a love u can feel.

Let everyday be a reason to live

because life indeed is beautiful.

H...]]>
Let everyday be a love u can feel.

Let everyday be a reason to live

because life indeed is beautiful.

Have a Good day.]]> http://juggaloradio.com/Neon_Imagination/blog/have-a-good-day/ Wed, 22 Feb 2012 02:05:01 +0000 jayson angelis tatton http://juggaloradio.com/vera_says_respecttheclown/blog/juggalos-hatchets-are-only-towards-assholes/

While others are teaching true hate against race and while yet others are looking down on those less fortunate, my psychopathic record hubbies and ...]]>

While others are teaching true hate against race and while yet others are looking down on those less fortunate, my psychopathic record hubbies and other real juggalos are actually doing more to send a message of LOVE, ACCEPTANCE AND PEACE more than the racists and the stuck-ups of society are doing. Idiots don't see that the only killing they REALLY preach is the need to KILL HATE. It's the stuck ups and haters that they say need the HATCHET. In fact, they are the reason we have REAL psychopaths!

I like this video message (at bottom of this blog), I try to comment when I can for any anti-psychopathic, anti-juggalo idiot I can because they are just too clueless to see the message..or anything. Society doesnt realize that stuckup asses are the ones that create the true psychopath. Juggalos are just here to tell them so. But people are still too blind to understand how and too clueless to see the real message and purpose of a juggalo "psychopathic" GENTLEMAN!





http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-leXCLd6zJA]]> http://juggaloradio.com/vera_says_respecttheclown/blog/juggalos-hatchets-are-only-towards-assholes/ Sat, 21 Jan 2012 03:55:06 +0000 vera says respecttheclown http://juggaloradio.com/lilpsycho/blog/lets-talk-polotics/ Ok so im sure by now you already know this is ganna be a rant, and my best one yet. Thanks to the up coming elections, I have come to realize that I h...
Yours Truely, with MMFWCL

lilpsycho]]> http://juggaloradio.com/lilpsycho/blog/lets-talk-polotics/ Thu, 19 Jan 2012 07:59:55 +0000 Christian Rose http://juggaloradio.com/SugarBaby/blog/mybeatiful-mess-called-life/ My beautiful mess I call lifee. ♥


"The Road to finding yourself can be quite complex. There are wrong turns and dead ends everywhere you go. Everyo...]]> My beautiful mess I call lifee. ♥


"The Road to finding yourself can be quite complex. There are wrong turns and dead ends everywhere you go. Everyone hopes not to encounter them, but realize it' those dead ends and wrong turns that make us who we really are." "Don't aspire to be someone else's definition of beauty. Let yourself define it by simply being your own self, without any influences or restrictions." You already have no clue who I am, so before you judge me by a few words, I will show you who the real girl that you're looking at. Names April . I try to encourage people to just be themselves and stand out. And by you looking/acting like myself or someone else you're only making the world more closed minded and vulnerable to have everyone looking the same. I am country . Now before you sit there and say " Oh yeah, She is just an incest bastard, just listen,I just like every other human being on the planet, I just have a different Veiw on life and a Different personality. I have my own opinions and that is what labels simply are. When we first see people we categorize them to make ourselves feel more comfortable with whom we are. But to me the only opinion that matters is my own. I do not live a peachy, easy life. Just like everyone I have a life, and in my life, I have problems just like you. Now that you've got a glimpse of what I am not, here are some things that I am. I Am a very open-hearted person. I follow my heart more than I should. That has taught me a lot of lessons that I have learned the hard way. I'm not going to tell you I'm not a dime a dozen, because I am. If you tell me a secret I’ll take it to my grave. I’m a mystery. Very few people know the real me . People say I'm weird, but that's okay, who says there wrong. Being normal is overrated anyway. If you get into my face, or all up on my boy/girl, I'll take your ass down. I won't bullshit you so don't bullshit me. I am DEFINITELY a very big pervert. I don't know how I gained this vulgar mind, but it's there now so deal with it. I live my life by MY rules and limits, since I am the only one who knows them the best Well, I don't live my life by what death will be like. I live MY life MY way, so that when my time comes, it came the way I wanted it to without any regrets. To sum things up, here: I am a person with a MIND, VOICE, and HEART that chooses to use them all at once... Ohhhh maaannnnnn here we go again... I've had one of everything. A player, a cheater, stuck-up asswipes, I have all had the wrongs and I think it's time a right came walking into my life. To My Haters and Non-believers To everyone that hates me and doesn't think I'm real- I am aware that some people don't like my style, my personality, etc. Well, that's just A-OKAY. You don't have to dress or act a certain way. It's just the way I chose to rock it. (:. I do get hate mail/and "Your a Freak" mail frequently. I just think it's a waste of time for me and the ones who write/wrote it. Most of the time I laugh at your feeble attempts to try to insult me. In life it is true that everyone has an opinion about me , but the only opinion that matters, is my own. I am not going to message you back, yelling at you or calling you names. Because I know that I'm way better then that. I have more class So it really is just a waste of your time. There will be not one second that I will take your opinion in consideration. I don't care. I have basically been called everything in the book: Freak , cocky ***, weird, etc. I know who I am and I am none of the above. If you add me, I'll be a friend, but I won't stand for Drama, or Bullshit. ABSOLUTELY DO NOT!... Call me hot, sexy, or baby. They are degrading and you have not taking the time to get to know me to be able gain the right to call me these names. T4LK 2 Mi LYK DIS, or any form of that, it just makes you look dumb. Please don't waste my time with your stupidity of the English language, you have a full keyboard under your fingertips, structure sentences and words as so. So before you click the message or comment button, with the intention of insulting me think in your head, "Wow. I really have nothing better to do with my life than try to insult someone over the internet." You will realize how pathetic you are. DISSECTION: I want to get inside you, read you, rip your veins apart. Count the bruises within, and memorize every scar that's left its mark upon you. I need to push you away and then later slowly pull you back; just to see if you are willing to both loose and win. I want you to feel uncomfortable as I ask you what you're thinking at random; it's the bewildered eyes that satisfy me. Quiet people I adore you; I will chidingly observe you; while being anonymously eager to make you scream. Outgoing ones; I envy your sense of conformity, but I have every notion to sew your mouth shut to help you appreciate the silence you are too busy to ever hear. I like the way people are; ANATOMY: I wish I knew what it meant to be me. The more I think about it, the greater my headache burns. With my inner complexity, I suppose you can describe me as a ball of rubber bands. Twisted; tangled. All my thoughts are intertwined with every part of me. I don't have a solid core. I'm filled with gaps and holes throughout the course of my body. "I feel like a perpetual smudge. My lines all curve. I tend to connect the wrong dots." I believe there is something more extraordinary out there; maybe there is not a word for it, but I will find it. I don't believe in love anymore not because only I think it's fake, it's just a word for an emotion. The real love is only in movies and fairy tales. And to meet someone to prove me wrong that's when I will think different. SURGERY: If you and I happen to lock eyes as we walk about on this earth's crust; I promise you, you mean something to me. I see you wrapped in your individual linen; I just want you to know, you look like the sun. You are bright and I pray that you would follow me forever. If not, I won't hesitate to follow you. When I people observe; literally daily, I cant help but yearn for the passerby's. If I could, I would gently wrap you in my hands and place you safely in my pocket. You will be mine and I will be yours. Attached at the hip, only separated by a thin piece of cloth. You'll understand me as I will understand you. For we know nothing of each other to judge. I hope you wont flee; run from me. I must admit, unfamiliar confrontation; engaging in nervous conversation; unfamiliar attraction; scares me, but I assure you, we will make the best of our time. I like the ghost in your voice, hiding every bad event; decision; thought; in your past you've ever had. Cute. Your shadow looks perfect under you; it mimics your hips perfectly; whether they are curvy or straight; they are beautiful. You are beautiful. You have caught my attention. Now...I pray that I have yours. You take it from here. MAIN: First words and first steps. Mine were behind closed doors... without credit. It's funny... the way that you can clean yourself up and still be treated as if you are soiled. Right now, I'm the straight line that some keep trying to smudge. Everything to them comes down to the decimal point. My change is just something between the cushions in their eyes. Sometimes I feel like the new haircut that goes unnoticed... the new shirt that gives you confidence yet only draws ridicule. Believe me when I say that I've tried to die. My curse is this word "forever" that is written all over me. My failure isn't in the passions that I have, but in my lack of control of them. I've been fighting demons alone and I'm ok with that. I have comebacks for miles. "You're not dead yet. That's just how you feel Its good to feel pain because it means your still alive." Excuses are just fireworks that never went off... and that never will again. Maybe all of this has only been the medicine talking. Or maybe it's just the only thing I have left in these fingers. It's all the same as the world spins and I find myself chasing consciousness. I'm somewhere deep inside all of this mess. Just promise to keep chiseling away. Forget the oxygen, pump forgiveness into the darkness. FLAT LINE: I will tell you now that I make my own decisions. wither good or bad we all make mistakes every day in life. I don't hold grudges anymore I think its a waste of time to be mad at someone all the time. I'm nice but don't take advantage of it or try and kiss my ass. Because I can turn it around and be a ***. I'm not scene, gothic, emo or anything else you want to call me or to put in your little stereotypes. I am me I have my own style. It's called myself. I'm tired of getting hurt by guys. I do not think there is a guy out there for me that will treat me right or some guy that's worth everything. I'm not saying all guys are horrible just a lot of guys put a bad label on themselves. I'm agnostic, its just something that feels right for me and don't try to change the way I see things. I just don't want to sit and waste my life on something that might not even be nothing. then I do believe there is a higher power out there somewhere. We all don't even know. We are just based on some book something we need to believe in. A lot of people are scared some people don't even know what they want in life. Just as I see it a lot of people are doing things that someone thinks would be right for them. The conflicts in the individuality shows that you cant be alone. Me for myself, I am alone, I think and do what I think is right. I have morals in life. I don't need your substances to make me feel better and soak in loneliness. If you lie to me, trust me I will fucking find out. Regardless or not, you get one chance with me. INSANITY: For so long I have lived in world of unrelenting pain and everlasting hell. For awhile I have taken punishment, physical and mental, whatever it may be it has brought me to this point. I have shown compassion, but received none. I have wanted to be loved, but have never been so fortunate. Lately now, I have wanted to feel sorry for people, but I can show no feelings toward them; for now i have no love, have no compassion, I am empty, I have no soul, no heart, I am hollow. Most of the dark, dismal cloud of depression hung over my head. It has struck me with pressuring winds, raindrops of sorrow and lightning bolts of unforgiving hatred. For now the slightest insult, the slightest act of stupidity can send my blood boiling to the point where I loose control and for a moment forget who I am. For so long has this infectious and unhealthy frame of mind haunted me. Thoughts of painful history sliced through my mind and spirit like steel-edged dreams, slashing at every strand of sanity I have. I have lived in the unyielding world of suffering and For so long I have felt so alone. DETRACTION: It's funny how very simple and intricate illusions can be. I don't ever want to know where the blades go, or how the assistant steps out unharmed. If the world came to an end, I'd rather stay blindfolded than open my eyes. Small amounts of "genuine" have dressed themselves in black and invaded the corners of my lips. Pulling them towards the stars and convincing them to spend the night. My stomach turns when you're near but only in the best directions. I'm faking everything, just to look like more of a loser because that's all I've ever known. These knuckles are bruised from fights that never happened except in my head. I was looking for comfort in all the wrong places, steel wool instead of silk. My greatest flaw is my obsession with feeling sorry for myself... no wait... my greatest flaw is my inherent need to document it. If you read between the lines, you'd realize I don't mean half of what I say, and everything that I don't. It's hard to be completely honest, when the world revolves around how well you can lie. I can manipulate people without realizing it, if only to get myself out of a jam. Bending (over) the truth has become a habit. I'm losing my sight from staring at keyboards in the dark, trying to be everything to everyone, and nothing to myself. FORGIVENESS: My life of darkness, my living nightmare I know shall never end. It will haunt my every moment of everyday hoping to sooner or later send me over the edge. How will I be able to live a normal life with a monster of this caliber haunting every waking moment of every day, slashing through my strands of sanity that I hold so dear? I have released myself from deaths iron grip once before but I may not have the strength to accomplish that again. Will no one help me? I am as a junkie would be. Caught under the bridge of life, injecting the drug of happiness as often as I could get a hold of it, to feel that sensation for a brief moment. Only to have it vanish and feel as though it had never come, making me crave it more. At times I feel as thought death is the only way out and I accept it as my ticket to freedom even thought I fear it the most of all. Wanting what I fear is just more proof that this life of hatred, suffering, depression and heartache has taken such a toll on my feeble body, my withered soul and my shattered heart. It has beaten me down into what I could now be classified as a broken heap of worthless nothing. I pray for the day when that light of guidance shines upon me and welcomes me with open arms to a world of friendship and love. But will I find that light? Will I be so fortunate? Will that day finally come? Only Time Will Tell. In the beginning I was only planning on holding on to you and using you recreationally, but then I started needing you at nights and then all of the time. The not remembering is what gets to me the worst. ESSENCE: It's okay to have butterflies in your stomach. Just get them to fly in formation. Taking ink in a massive dose and watching as blank pages turn black while my hand and head double team my heart. The inside of my head feels foggy like a London winter, but without all of the class and dignity. Nobody gets how my head feels when I lay sideways on the pillow. We are becoming who we are meant to be. We are becoming who we were. Time passes like bottles between thoughts. Letting myself just float.... to just feel ok. Being happy doesn't mean you are unauthentic. Breathing life is alright... in doses you know. ISOLATED: Eyes locked on the curb and blades of grass that sneak between the cracks. Picking myself apart. The only life I feel is in my right hand, and that's weird, because its linked with yours. I've been letting my mind get the best of us all, friends included, and it can be such a weapon of destruction. WakingUpInGuilt: Illuminate this bed and make this feel epic. Let's become a disaster and a masterpiece rolled into one. Carefully chiseled rough edges are all I am made of. Currently trying to figure out how to untangle myself of the expectations that I have casted. Fingers going at the rate of my thoughts. I've been shedding tears in nightmares the past few nights. Dreaming everyone close to me away. I think that I only apply this pressure to myself because that's how you are supposed to handle an open wound. Still trying to convince them all to swallow reality and belch the truth. That's my cure. This year everyone exchanged guilt for the holidays. It's always "give love, make blood" when they're around. Torn between telling you the truth or letting you get what you deserve. Kill me. ♥]]> http://juggaloradio.com/SugarBaby/blog/mybeatiful-mess-called-life/ Thu, 08 Dec 2011 19:34:52 +0000 April Segasture http://juggaloradio.com/NikkiVixxen/blog/juggalette-baby/ Demotivational poster]]> Demotivational poster]]> http://juggaloradio.com/NikkiVixxen/blog/juggalette-baby/ Wed, 07 Dec 2011 00:47:26 +0000 Nikki Vixxen http://juggaloradio.com/lilpsycho/blog/chillin-with-the-fam-at-job-corp/ ok so for anyone who cares i live/work at a place called MCDC (meuhlenburg county development center) A.K.A Job Corp. and for those of you who dont kn...
Yours Truely, with MMFWCL

lilpsycho]]> http://juggaloradio.com/lilpsycho/blog/chillin-with-the-fam-at-job-corp/ Sun, 27 Nov 2011 03:36:33 +0000 Christian Rose http://juggaloradio.com/HoboJuggalo/blog/juggalo-discovery-channel/

All this is to ll the Juggalo/Juggalettes on here who make youtube videos the Juggalo Dicovery Channel is up and the point of this is to have every ...]]>

All this is to ll the Juggalo/Juggalettes on here who make youtube videos the Juggalo Dicovery Channel is up and the point of this is to have every Juggalo/Juggalette youtube on there because there are so many of ya'll out there who make fresh wicked shit but it goes unseen because of popular Juggalos/Lettes getting in the way so I made this channel to have every one of the Juggalo Fam youtubers on it so that everyone of ya'll can be discovered each and everyone of ya deserve the respect and freshness hell I'd be no where without you so this is my way of paying back by making it where everyone of ya can be discovered and seen you can message me at http://www,youtube.com/HoboJuggalo18 or ask any of you Juggalo/Lette homies on there they might have it already and I will send you a message with all the details ( sorry I ain't making it public but who knows who could be looking and trying to find it ) but that's it for this I really hope we can make this fucked up idea a reality but until then MCL and Whoop Whoop!!!]]> http://juggaloradio.com/HoboJuggalo/blog/juggalo-discovery-channel/ Sat, 26 Nov 2011 07:20:02 +0000 Hobo Juggalo http://juggaloradio.com/lilpsycho/blog/twilight-rant/ ok listen here fuckers, this rant goes out to all you little vampire fuck wanna be pricks sittin up in the barns and noble or up in the theaters getti...
Yours Truely, with MMFWCL,

lilpsycho]]> http://juggaloradio.com/lilpsycho/blog/twilight-rant/ Fri, 25 Nov 2011 05:56:53 +0000 Christian Rose http://juggaloradio.com/Jungjaye_865/blog/baby-i-will/ http://juggaloradio.com/Jungjaye_865/blog/baby-i-will/ Wed, 23 Nov 2011 14:23:49 +0000 Leander Narcisco http://juggaloradio.com/PsychoPathic_ToxicWulF/blog/7-yrs-down-with-the-clown/ I have major respect for anyone that is from where I ride and where I call home. I keep everything like this to myself. Yet a Down assed Lette showed me that holding it in only kills ya from the inside out. I stand 6"3 and I am known for boxing it out but not I dont she changed me with that sick twizted love, and now being separated from her over a fight. I made a promise with her if it an't life threatening Im not gonna ride. Were friends now yet I tell her all the time it kills me watching her and not being able to with her as one again, We didnt speak for like 3 weeks, And out of smart ass post in a message we spoke again and yea I found out that she misses me alot more then she lets everyone see that is in her eyes. What she doesnt miss is the person I turned into. She told me this all yesterday on the 19th of November. She said dont get crazy on me but You still have my heart. and I told her you should know you have mine as well. Im so wrapped around her that I love it.

Psychopathic_WulF]]> http://juggaloradio.com/PsychoPathic_ToxicWulF/blog/7-yrs-down-with-the-clown/ Sun, 20 Nov 2011 11:09:53 +0000 Jeffrey T. Peddie http://juggaloradio.com/francisco/blog/new-at-this-need-new-frends-show-some-klown-luv/ ]]> ]]> http://juggaloradio.com/francisco/blog/new-at-this-need-new-frends-show-some-klown-luv/ Fri, 18 Nov 2011 20:03:55 +0000 jonathan http://juggaloradio.com/Devil-Disguised/blog/vanish/ Sitting on this cold hard floor, feeling numb to all this confusion. Not wanting to move forward or even back; just wanting to vanish. Never felt this...
written 1999]]> http://juggaloradio.com/Devil-Disguised/blog/vanish/ Mon, 14 Nov 2011 15:02:27 +0000 Jennifer Moore-Rawding http://juggaloradio.com/Devil-Disguised/blog/letter-to-an-old-love/ I'm writing this letter as a final goodbye. There has been many times I left you, but always returned.Our relationship was good for a lo...]]> I'm writing this letter as a final goodbye. There has been many times I left you, but always returned.Our relationship was good for a long time. The first time I met you I fell in love. You made me whole. You stopped my pain, and no matter where I was, I was never lonely as long as you were with me. You were my bestfriend , my lover, my world. When I was with you I felt strong, brave and fearless. Nothing bothered me. For once in my life I felt complete. Going up my nose was a joy but when you entered my veins it was beautiful. The chills down my spine, sweet taste in my mouth, and the warmth from head to toe. You made me see life in a whole new perspective through my pin point eyes. I felt safe when problems arouse, and you comforted me and made me believe everything was going to be ok. However after 4 years now, things have changed. Herion, as well as giving me all that, you also took from me. You asked for everything I owned,..and I gave it freely to you. You asked for all my love and I hurt my family and friends for you. You asked for me to only think of you,...and I let my dreams die. You asked for my soul and I gave it to you. Herion, you took my self-respect and my dignity. I lied, stole, and quit school for you. I spent all day and night thinking about only you, wanting you, NEEDING you. I felt I would die without you. i tried to die with you. No graduation, no college, no car, no future...just you!!You left me with nothingand when I had nothing left to give you, you left me. The back aches, stomach cramps, vomitting, cold sweat and shakes, depression and anxiety that never would end. The lonliness, helplessness, HOPELESSNESS!!!Petrified to live without you. Not wanting to live but too afraid to die. So, now that I have given everything in my life to you, you want to kill me??? I can't do this anymore. I'm tired. You have taken me to hell and I'm fighting to get back. I refuse to let you own me again. You have caused me more pain then what it is worthand I'm ready to let you go. Don't get me wrong, Herion, I did truly love you. But it is time for me to LIVE!!!

written 1998
I never turned back and never picked back up.]]> http://juggaloradio.com/Devil-Disguised/blog/letter-to-an-old-love/ Mon, 14 Nov 2011 14:52:26 +0000 Jennifer Moore-Rawding http://juggaloradio.com/Devil-Disguised/blog/broken-heart/ As my Broken heart bleeds in pain, I try to hold on hoping things will change. A million questions running through my mind. If only we could go back i... http://juggaloradio.com/Devil-Disguised/blog/broken-heart/ Mon, 14 Nov 2011 14:19:31 +0000 Jennifer Moore-Rawding http://juggaloradio.com/setrip/blog/psychopathic-radio-desktop-version-6/ Get our new Psychopathic Desktop Player from here - Desktop Player Download





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