Pool, poetry, music, and drinking
Human Oddities. Persons of dubious integrity. All those people you once knew who disappeared into the cracks. Drinkers who don't care when you forget their names. Everyone who has becomed bored with society as we know it.
Quiet geniuses. People whose politics aren't limited to two points of view. Libertarians and Libertines. Fuck-ups who don't apologize for their behavior. Angry bi-trendy girls who say not to add them to your friends list unless you're a chick. People who don't look that good in real life. Fat men in jumpsuits. Sidewalk queers and the terminally ill. The handful that get it.
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everything from Acid Bath to the Beatles. That's right from A to B.
Voilà ! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose so let me simply add that it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
T.V. rots the brain
The Grapes of Wrath, 1984, The Lord of the Flies, Fahrenheit 451, The Catcher in the Rye, Catch-22, Anything by Allen Ginberg, and anything that makes you think.
Anyone that lives life to it's fullest and doesn't give a fuck what other people think."In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act." - George Orwell