May 2013
31 posts
May 22nd
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May 22nd
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May 21st
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Packing.
Packing. Packing. Packing. Yup. Home on wednesday. New york on friday. Chicago in july. Shows in june. Tis gunna be a frapptastic summer.. 
May 20th
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I met my soulmate at Massart.
May 19th
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May 19th
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May 17th
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May 16th
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May 15th
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May 14th
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May 13th
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May 12th
May 12th
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jesus
ive come to terms with myself that the jesus painting just isnt working well.  i started it out of spite of my own anger about the all school show, and it wasnt an act of passion. it was an act of anger and spite. so i started gold leafing over  his face because now all thats left is his head, and then i run out of gold leaf sheets. damnit.  im also second guessing my style. its not academic,...
May 12th
May 12th
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i wished i wasnt so alone here...
Im tired, and i kinda wished i wasnt the only one in my studio fr hours on end.  i need someone to entertain me for a while. im bored. 
May 11th
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May 11th
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May 10th
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May 10th
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May 10th
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May 10th
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May 9th
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Gogol Bordello →
zephray: He is the man
May 8th
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Sometime  wonder if assholes and cunts are the way they are because they dont shit enough. 
May 8th
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May 7th
May 6th
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May 6th
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May 4th
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May 4th
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May 4th
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May 3rd
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April 2013
26 posts
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Apr 26th
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Sex Pistols - Friggin' In The Riggin' - Lyrics →
It had to be done xD Sex Pistols- Friggen in the Riggen.  Because it’s that kind of night tonight. 
Apr 26th
Apr 25th
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waaaa
Excuse while I just go drink a beer and Soju Vodka and ball my eyes out in trauma and relief.  My god what a fucking week. Never again. Ever. Again. 
Apr 20th
Apr 20th
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Apr 20th
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Apr 19th
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Apr 19th
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Apr 18th
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Apr 18th
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My Day After
The sirens make me sick,  To hear them makes me cringe,  I don’t understand,  This cruel act of humanity.  Injured a hundred in one prick,  Burned and wounded down to the last hair fringe,  The pain to lose a hand,  Was the inner pain of insanity.  An unknown killer to kick,  Like his victims he should be singed,  Like ball bearings to sand,  Paradise to sin city.  Our days are...
Apr 17th
Apr 17th
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Apr 17th
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Boston... Marathon
Everytime i hear a siren, i just feel so sick… i just feel so paralyzed. because i know where those ambulances are going, and i know that my body froze up and i was physically incapable of doing anything this morning for a reason, for my subconcious ESP mind to keep me safe. because honestly, those bombs were where i stand every year, and to know that all these people were there and are...
Apr 15th
Apr 12th
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Apr 12th
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Apr 11th
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Letter to Him
How nice you are,  you brought me horribly far,  but on the seventh,  my body and mind were afar.  I can’t begin to tell you,  my friends were just a few,  glad we didn’t make it to the tenth,  that one night was my cue to get rid of you.  Happiness is partially restored,  i can’t say i’m mad and bored,  me and him were meant,  so i keep plugging along and...
Apr 11th
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“I’m not crazy about reality, but it’s still the only place to get a decent meal.”
– Groucho Marx (via paperimages)
Apr 5th
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