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Relax.

My girl got a girlfriend.

About Me

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My Interests

pretty much just grinding for that doh, gettin my hustle on, ridin my skateboard across a variety of terrain, learning to ride surfboards, dabbling in musical instruments like the guitar and bongo, adventuring through wilderness, travelling, partying, drinking entirely too much, gettin that red eye irie high (ONE LOVE)and well you know just basically holdin it down in the 803 representin for my mothafuckin homies.

I'd like to meet:


Music:

Jam bands, reggae, punk/ska fusion, underground rap or any real rap (not that bullshit dance club garbage), a little of that screamin shit if it's not too emo, and maybe some crazy 80s flock of seagulls shit if I'm feelin froggy. Basically, anything that makes me want to bob my head, crip walk, skank, irish jig, punch shit, and ride a skateboard, smoke a j, and shotgun a beer simultaneously.

Movies:

Requiem For a Dream, Donnie Darko, Fight Club, Pulp Fiction, Four Rooms, Sin City, What Dreams May Come, and all skate videos

Television:

It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

Books:

Those shits are obsolete son we got tv now.

Heroes:

Anyone who is down for whatever and in this shit to the end.

My Blog

ATL Bitches

American Cities That Best Fit You: 60% Atlanta 60% Las Vegas 60% San Diego 55% Portland 50% Chicago Which American Cities Best Fit You? ...
Posted by Relax. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

I am a sad soul

You Are a Retrospective Soul The most misunderstood of all the soul signs. Sometimes you even have difficulty seeing yourself as who you are. You are intense and desire perfection i...
Posted by Relax. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Random thoughts

So, it is funny to me when these people go out and buy shit for real cheap at yard sales and take them to be appraised and they find out that the shit is actually worth alot of money and then they thi...
Posted by Relax. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Life is a Moshpit

Life is a moshpit We push, shove, battle our way through Sometimes you get rocked but you get up and keep fighting Stop and get thrown around trampled and forgotten Guitar riffs and drum beats ...
Posted by Relax. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Short Story: "Math Class and Vicodin"

Math Class and Vicodin It had been about five or six minutes since he had taken the pills. The words of his professor were already beginning to seem strange and meshed with those of the students ...
Posted by Relax. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST