I kinda feel like i should go take a walk, maybe get lost and fond and then lost again. thinking about bullyshit and zoning out on the sounds in my ears, like Fantastic Volume 2 and the Wu are my own sound tract. i need a boom box like that dude in the post office so everybody can get a scense of where me and Stevie are right.....now. probably good that i dont. Yay! Spring! skirts and sandals, outside cyphers and parks, carinne running from bumble bees, kendra wearing fucking nothing, love my girls. im gonna miss Belle Isle and the East side thie summer. This is gonna be the summer of successful out side garden(the 1st one), im listning to npr right now and damn do those old racist really fuckin bother me, do you know about the Rosa Parks Bill? it is crazy look it up, i love being black. want to go to the beach? get kissed by the sun, and caressed by sand in your.....do back flips into the water, i feel like flying, away, you can hold onto my love handles, my wings are strong
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and ready, are you? my closet is magical, not that one, the other one. i gotta quit drinking so fuckin much, drinking to cure a hangover should not work. i love art.this is one of my paintings, shittty ass camera phone!
