Overheard in Bushwick
“MAN COME ON HOW A NIGGA SPOSED TA KNOW THAT BITCH HAD SOME VENUURIEL SHIT.
SHE SAID SHE WASHED UP IT LOOK JUST LIKE A REGULA OL” PUSSY TA ME MAN!”
Delectably Delicious
Thoughts
“MAN COME ON HOW A NIGGA SPOSED TA KNOW THAT BITCH HAD SOME VENUURIEL SHIT.
SHE SAID SHE WASHED UP IT LOOK JUST LIKE A REGULA OL” PUSSY TA ME MAN!”
So interesting things have been flooding my atmosphere including this bitch ass pollen. Fuck a bitch name pollen. comin up all in my nose fucking shit up like she know me. ANYWAYS amazing time at manhattan inn last night i killed it with my rendition of abba’s winner takes it all. It was an appropriate song choice given that i had some reserves in my heart about someone who keeps on getting in and breaking shit. But Suckers and Light asylum were sooo good last night at brooklyn bowl. Ya’ll shoulda been deeere.But the absolute best thing that happened last night was when i was leaving brooklyn bowl, A drunk 24 to 26 yearold stops me and says “HEY!” and im like “What!” (it was very true blue by madonna) He proceeded to say “you are dressed really nice” and i says “Thank you soo much!!!” and he said “No, thank you the world is a beautiful place with someonelike you in it!” I have never received a better compliment in my entire life!. Anyways heading out to do some celebratory dancing with my girl masami tonight. c u laterz!!!!!
DUDE! pulgoso!
Tonight has been an incredible and beautiful end to a thought provoking and gorgeous day. Having inherited the day with sun and the world’s most gorgeous of company, i fled into the night with my girls. To celebrate the energy that sustains us all, which is the obvious camaraderie i cherish from my friends. Internalizing the joy with the finest of cheap spirits and holy joy we decided to shake our bones at a usual sunday hop…sway. Most people would categorize me as a person who completely loses himself in his being and his happiness. These which obviously consist of dancing and singing to the songs that saved our lives…(winks squared) When suddenly i am approached by someone, who shall remain as an example of hurdles the universe decides to descend upon us nothing more nothing less, whispers into my ear and says ” I GET IT YOU”RE THE MASTER IM GETTING TIRED OF IT” ….Now said hurdle has no recollection at this point who or what i have seen been or am in my splendor and glory, but only as the mirage that stands before it with strength grace elegance poise and a musical knowledge that would rival most. I responded with a shake of the head a look to the sky and a thought that overcame me quick as light yet calm like sleep in it’s most innocent form. I took the incidental tirade as a gesture from the divine to remind myself that those who have a pure heart and are completely devoted to being an individual and not apologizing for it should not lay down the hammer for the ones who were easily placed into success who later come to terms with the fact that being “special” is not a medal you can purchase and adorn to show the world that who you are is a force to be reckoned with. Inside of us lays dormant a dragon that only we can control and master and projecting on to those who represent to you, the downtrodden, the ultimate in “realness” should not be villianized but celebrated. So here’s to me to you to everyone you know who keeps themselves entirely free of the shackles that people may try to enslave you with. They can spit venom, tie you down, break your bones but they cant ever be WHO YOU ARE!!!!!
Love Your Self
because i shoooooooo doooooooo! xoxoxoxoxo
” I CANT STANNNDS HUR WHY SHE GOTTA BE PLAYIN WITH MY LIL MAN LIKE THAT SHE KNOW HE GOT DAT COMPLEX WHAT DEY CALLS IT NAPOLEEEON….WHATEVA THAT SHORT PEOPLE who THNK THEY TALLER and SHHET”
we keep shit plain and simple I LIKE TOITLES!
” YU TOL ME YOU DIIINT HAF TA PEEE NAH ALL OV A SUDIN YOU WANNA PEE GETCHO ASS UPSTEERS AN FUKIN PEE YOOOOOOOO”
Been Drowning in Nick Cave. Enjoy at maximum volume.