Honestly #7

These are stupid rap lines I come up with at 3:10 am:

"You fuck me?, bitch I'll erase you from my memory, eternal sunshine of the spotted mind, piece gone like J Kennedy."

or

Oh fuck me? Bitch I'll erase your whole memory.
Eternal Darkness of The Spotted Mind,
Chunk gone like J. Kennedy.

Or about 2 other variations of that same line.

Idk. Random ignorant bars are easy to come up with.

-A

Remember when?

I used to blog about current events?
Remember when I used to blog about world issues and politics?
Remember when I used to put more effort into this?
If you do, that's going on 2 years ago.

Damn.

-A

Update (Obviously) Again

Hey um, I'm drained.
Anyway why can't I have happy stalkers? Why are my anonymous stalkers so angry? Could there ever be such a thing as someone who's obsessed w/ something, in an ok or healthy way? No, because one most definitely defeats the other. But anywho, I was fucking with my proposed new blog server, (on Wordpress; a Tumblr account IS NOT Blogging. See: Web scrap-booking), and I don' like it there. So many options and little bars, I don't think I need that many options. Yet I would prefer a more refined blog style with a larger main column. So when I eventually feel like putting effort into something that does not matter... I'll tweak it and renovate the place.

-A

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Edited on Saturday, Nov. 21st, 2009 to say:

:: "Yeah , I know" face ::

I think I might stick my foot in my mouth and say; a tumblr account in not often used as a real blog, but... can be in the right hands. Those hands possibly being mine.

:: "Yeah, I know" face ::

-A

I USED TO

think Drake was the man at one point but then:

He turned into that nigga andd...
Fuck you drake for being the rich kid that we only hang with because you buy all the weed, even though you don't inhale. Fuck that shag rug around your neck and FUCK Wale's middle stripe crew neck.
How is this in GQ? Only Cudi gets a "Go." SMDH

Don't even make me get into a "what happened to rappers?!" discussion right now.
-A

Too Long For Twitter #1

Inside Thought: You remember where you were the first time you heard Jim Jones - "Summer Wit Miami?" Had me thinking I'd sold kilos in Dade County before. #hoodratshit

"Top Notch" Sosaaaaa Bitch. :P

-A

Sleepless nights

Long hours &
Rain &
dark
wet
cold
concrete &
scuffed leather &
bite marks &
broken nails &
ashes &
eyeliner
red lipstick
stockings &
garter belts &
broken strands of hair.
Salt & Sting and
All The Sins in between.



-A