Tuesday, June 29, 2010

orange soda


Kenan: Whoooooooooooo loves Orange Soda?
Kel: K-K-Kel loooves Oranga Soda?
Kenan: Is it truuuuuuuue?
Kel: MMMMHHHHMM I do, I do, I do oooo-oooo-oo

Monday, June 28, 2010

poor soul

theres a special place in hell.

watch out

your world can come crashing down in seconds.

yeah

if you want to call me it,
i'll claim it
yes, i am a motherfucken brat.

merry-go-round

it's all one big carnival

Friday, June 25, 2010

Thursday, June 24, 2010

play dope


passed out
knocked out
dazed
dizzy
baked
it's holidays :)

Steve Bella

i love light art.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

victim

I thought i was a reckless teenager
who didn't give a fuck about family
and just wanted to leave.
but it's not that i didn't care
I just wanted to do something for myself
and not be bound by the world ruled by permission
soon enough it will come.
and it will be all that it's hyped up to be.
no point making my life miserable until then.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

warn a brother

At one stage, all i ever wanted to do
was design T-shirts with cool shit on it
I'd make a billion dollars $ and have a cool fucken wardrobe.

familiar


i still don't give a fuck

'To all the weed i've smoked, this blunts for you
To all the people i've offended, yeah fuck you too
To all the friends i used to have, i miss my past
But the rest of you asssholes can kiss my ass

For all the drugs that i've done, yeah i'm still goin' do
To all the people i've offended, yeah fuck you too
For everytime i reminisce, i miss my past
But i still don't give a fuck, y'all can kiss my ass.'

my floordrobe

i can find everything and nothing

carefree and lost


we are lonely.

we are carefree.

we are lost.

we are drifting.

we are beautiful.

we are blind.

we are dying.

we are scared.

we are remarkable.

we are drenched in hate.

we are smuthered in love.

we are free.

we are the youth.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

relax

the unknown
is so much better

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Monday, June 14, 2010

Saturday, June 12, 2010

50c for your soul


I is for Infidel

I'm pessimistic condescending and cynical.
I push people away,
it's all part of my nature.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

lets pretend

alright lets pretend, Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen.
lets pretend things would have been no different
pretend he procrastinated had no motivation
pretend he just made excuses that were so paper thin
they could blow away with the wind,
marshall you’re never gonna make it
makes no sense to play the game there ain’t no way that you’ll win
pretend he just stayed outside all day and played with his friends
pretend he even had a friend to say was his friend
and it wasn’t time to move and schools were changing again
he wasn’t socially awkward and just strange as a kid
he had a father and his mother wasn’t crazy as shit
and he never dreamed he could rip stadiums and just lazy as shit
fuck a talent show in a gymnasium bitch
you won’t amount to shit quit daydreaming kid
you need to get your cranium checked
you thinking like an alien it just ain’t realistic

cause he never risked shit
he hoped and he wished it
but it didn’t fall in his lap
so he ain’t even here

Monday, June 7, 2010

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Followers