Bumps in Road: Steven Jarrot Crying The Blues: Back in The Day

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Here is a story of a man who loved a woman once, and what happen after the dark dazes of court for a protection order, love and devotion from the only man for this woman, he was so right....Steven Jay Jarrot: 7608512267: Sad and blue once.Summer of 2013, after the shit hit the fan on his love affair with his dream girl, mistakes had been made, and the atonement was never done, not a rite of passage in the deeds and the actions.

This is after the third party views about level of love, as seen by the hairdresser with the kid that was hairless, Sheri and Rachel Jarrot, the pair in question now, stories about the nosy, super-sized white whales that rule with the short hairs and balls of Steven Jarrot, in her purse. One for Sheri and one for Rachel, and they rule with balls in hand the love and good times of ex-husband, and golden calf of the tribe to tell him how to feel. Notices by blogs, tweets and Google plus, written in third party views were attacked, and that was the beginning of the end of the dark days with this clan.

The love and joy that they had to share ran to stealing a car: May 9, 2014: AAA signed for a tow by Steven Jarrot, two times. That night at 3 am, and the story of someone broke in car before AAA towed it, did you buy that one bend white lie? Sheri and Steven spent all day moving the stolen items to a storage unit, Ben the handy fag boy toy for Steven, worked like a slave for licks and sucks of course. Lies about the $12000 lost in house, lies about the 3 scottors that were purchased, and the calls to have LLissa Desilva committed on 5150 calls. This is what love is about to this snake charmer, the expert oral specialist with so many gifts to share. Wrong?

....notes by email to Lissa Jackson, Lissa Desilva, Lissa Jackel, and Lizzy Jarrot: Steven Jarrot hand out for a friend to hear his pain and loss, dashes of anger, and a lot of love and devotion. June or July 2013:

 The aftermath, of live with the displace veteran, Phyllissa Desilva, the 100 percent disable, black veteran, and the care and kindness that was a gift of time and attention. thanks for that period of time...

YOU RIGHT. I WANTED TO WRITE BACK MOST OF THE DAY TODAY.BUT I FELT
EMBARRASSED AND DIDN'T KNOW WHERE TO START. I START WITH THIS. I AM
HURT VERY HURT. I WENT TO A CHURCH TODAY DON'T KNOW WHY OR HOW I ENDED
UP THERE. I GOT SO DRUNK YESTERDAY FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE THE FIRST
TIME I GOT DRUNK AT THE AGE OF 13. ANYWAY I SPENT THE WHOLE DAY AT
THIS CHURCH MIND YOU I'M JEWISH. I FELT AN ENERGY THAT I NEVER FELT
BEFORE. THERE WAS A COUPLE I MET THERE. WE ALL SPENT THE DAY TOGETHER,
THEY TOLD ME THAT THEY WERE WATCHING ME THOUGH THE SERVICE AND FELT MY
PAIN. THEY SAID THE HURT IN MY FACE AND BODY IN THE BEGINING OF THE
SERVICE WAS SO POWERFUL THEY COULD SEE AND FEEL IT 2 ROWS AWAY. WE
STARTED TALKING AFTER THE SERVICE WHICH BY THEN I FELT A LITTLE
BETTER. THEY ASKED WHAT IS THE SORROW IN MY HEART. IT TOOK ME 5 HOURS
TO TELL THEM. I TOLD THEM THAT I FEEL LIKE I LOST MY LIFE, MY LOVE, MY
HOPES, MY DREAMS AND THE GIRL I LOVE MORE THAN LIFE. THEY TOLD ME
THERE IS ACTIONS CAUSED BY PAIN AND HURT AND ACTIONS CAUSED BY HATE
AND REVENGE FOR GETTING HURT. AND THAT THE THINGS THAT HAPPENED IN THE
PAST MONTHS SOUNDED LIKE 2 PEOPLE THAT LOVE EACH OTHER LOST CONTROL
AND THERE FAITH IN GOD. THEY WERE CURIOUS AS TO WHY WE NEVER SAT DOWN
JUST US 2 AND DISCUSSED WHAT WE FELT AND HOW WE CAN MAKE IT BETTER FOR
THE 2 OF US, I DIDN'T KNOW WHY, I GUESS WE JUST LET OUR ANGER GET IN
THE WAY. AND BEFORE I KNEW IT THINGS THAT HURT WERE BEING DONE TO EACH
OTHER.THINGS I'M REGRETTING EVERYDAY. THINGS I WISH NEVER HAPPENED,
THINGS I WISH I NEVER SAID, THINGS THAT A WOUNDED HEART THAT DIDNT
GIVE A SHIT WAS SAYING. THESE ACTION HAVE BEEN HURTFUL TO THE 2 OF US.
THEY TOLD ME THAT LISA STILL LOVES ME. MY REPLY WAS I WISH SHE DID AND
I WOULD GIVE AN EYE TO SEE HER AND BE GIVEN THE CHANCE TO TALK TO HER
AGAIN. BUT DIDN'T THINK IT WOULD BE POSSIBLE. I SAID BUT MAYBE NOT
IMPOSSIBLE. I EXPLAINED THAT I COULDN'T CALL HER FOR REASONS I DIDN'T
WANT TO EXPLAIN BUT WISHED SHE WOULD CALL OR WOULD SUDDENLY APPEAR AND
THAT IF SHE DID THAT I WOULD NEVER LET HER GO AGAIN. THAT I WOULD DO
EVERYTHING POSSIBLE TO START A FRESH BEGINNING AGAIN WITHOUT EVER
REFERRING TO THE PAST. AND THAT I WOULD ASK HER TO MARRY ME AND
CHERISH HER THE REST OF MY LIFE, THAT WE WOULD CARRY OUT THE DREAMS WE
STARTED TOGETHER. ALL OF A SUDDEN I LOOKED UP AND THEY WERE BOTH
CRYING AND THEY SAID THEY WOULD PRAY FOR ME TO BE GIVEN A CHANCE. BUT
MOST OF ALL TODAY I LEFT IN ANGER THAT I WAS FEELING IN A BOTTLE. I
FEEL RELIEVED FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 2 MONTHS. I WILL KEEP MY HEAD UP
HI AND CONTINUE PRAYING THAT WE ARE TOGETHER AGAIN. AND FOR WHOEVER
YOU ARE THANK YOU AND SORRY FOR THE THINGS THE DEVIL THAT WAS IN ME
WROTE. MAY YOU AND LISA BE WITH GOD BLESSING AND I WISHES FOR
HAPPINESS WITH WHOEVER YOUR WITH. WITHOUT YOUR PARTNER IN LIFE NOTHING
ELSE MATTERS.  IF YOU DO KNOW LISA TELL HER I'M VERY SORRY AND THAT I
LOVE HER AND MISS HER EVERY MINUTE OF MY LIFE

That was it, a moment in time shared for the start of the battle of the brains, wits and charms of Steven Jay Jarrot: 7608512267, to shine again, the intentions were there, but the acts and deeds done in and after this picture of life in the summer of 2013, tells a story as well, the joy and pain, of the bumps in the road, and the pits that are done in the dark. 

Peace is a gift to share, love and peace with a touch of kindness for the dazes spend with head in sand, or up Sheri Jarrot -super-sized frame, and the gift of the life created in the golden calf-Rachel, Rocky, and Sarah Jarrot, gifts from the gods, real charmers. Cattle, steers and queers, Sima and Jean Paul Jarrot-Cuban transplants, and the American Dream life they create, hounds of hell...

A treacherous person, as in Ben secretly applied for the same job as his best friend; no one knew he was such a snake in the grass . This metaphor for treachery,alluding to a poisonous snake concealed in tall grass, was used in 37 b.c.  by the Roman poet Virgil ( latet anguis in herba ). It was first recorded in English in 1696as the title of a book by Charles Leslie............Catier Kitten -Snakes In The Grass on Vimeo 

Turning the page, and flipping the cards, 54 ways to play this hand........

Focus Secrets, History boxed, blue birds to tell, changing places, with earth angels, goodness and mercy angels, out in sky. Gifts of joys and pleasures, trips to hell and back, over again. Ships of fools, ships of frogs, going over the seven seas. Peter Pan, Captain Gilbert, yachts to make.

Still working on a better day, thanks to give, joys and pains, bumps in the road, over time and space. Good times in classes on shore, dances in the dark. Bones Boxed: Happy Dances Boxed: Written stories, tips, tweets, and views share with the changing colors of a sunrise, will not change, will not go away, will not be deleted, it is a growth process, time to grown up.

Not news, reflections, turning the pages, books to close. Moving on, sometimes hard to do. Could use another hand or two. Dates with snakes, dates with frogs, over the rainbows, have to go. History record, is stories,chicks in the mix. Time for sinners and saints. Fast ties for reviews, not the store  of good works in words.

.....Steven Jay Jarrot,  7605643510: RV Camper:tricks or trades for cum tasteful pleasures for a cum dump fag, party and play today? man to man fun? two fist up the ass for treats?man to dream of at nights parked at the curbs in Ventura, beaches by day, fruits and nuts to go for a sucker....