So when you see me on your block with two glocks ( Read more... )

i feel like a 34 yr old.
i only have 15 years to my name.

fuck, why am i so worn out.

im not quitting my job.
im actually thinking about adding more hours. its keeping me drug free, and loading me up with money.

hm. life is wierd.

WOW ( Read more... )

woah ( Read more... )

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I wake up and every single day ( Read more... )

In the ruined wastelands of America, where concrete towers over natural landscape and people look down as they head to jobs with minimally important bureaucratic function, the lost children of a dying tribe strike out at their mechanistic techno-social order by indulging in one of the last organic pleasure possible: marijuana.

ah!
brilliant.

ok so.
im doing really. wierd in school right now.
I DONT KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!
ok.
picture me in your head.
ok now describe me with one word.

all of you!!

the subway cup is leaking.

i need a colt.

PEACE UP NIGGA, A- TOWN DOWN!

yeah ( Read more... )

weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
brilliant!