Its hard looking back thru my old sketches and my old playlist.
There was plenty to look forward to and plenty of distractions.
The parties, the coffee and cigarettes, the sex, the sketchbook sessions, the desert like hallways of a school i called home.
I dont know if i could ever find anything like those years, the feelings, the ideas, the drive to dream.
Theres no turning back.......
theres no where togo.........
When I was a little kid I accidently stabbed my palm with a pencil.
Im 22 and I am just remembering how to use it again.
Maybe I can draw a line I can follow.
I rather not draw that line alone.
Just in case it leads me somewhere i do not want togo.
just in case i get lost.






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The Martinez Design Company [link]
OMG! didn't I tell you about how ghetto my grocery store is??? My grocery cart was so fucked up today that I banged into everything.
You know how grocery stores always have soft soothing music playing...not that my store was playing ghetto ghetto rap...i got to listen to that while i put mangos in a bag...and then when we were walking home with our groceries there were gunshots...and some guy sitting on his stoop slapped a girl's ass really hard. Those details make me love my neighborhood more and more everytime.
Don't you love Bed/Stuy. You seriously have to come back. I was sad when you guys left. :/
thank you sweets
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"Screw the advancements of computers, What about the advancement of human beings?"
oolin88
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"Screw the advancements of computers, What about the advancement of human beings?"
oolin88
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Hack! Hack!
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"Screw the advancements of computers, What about the advancement of human beings?"
oolin88
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when the going gets weird. the weird turn pro.
-hunter s. thompson
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