the other day i came across

someone ive been inspired by.someone that ive listened to when i was at my worst,and whose lyrics ive often used as a rulers to measure if im going in the right direction. people like this, whose words reflect the way you see,and want to change, the world tend to help you out far beyond their knowledge.but its like, when you happen to run across them face to face your at a loss for words.and not because you don't have anything to say but because you have so much to say. you want to tell them how just the other day you hummed their song before going to bed to keep from crying and genuinely felt better, or how you write their lyrics on your mirror just so you can be reminded to be that much better when you look at your reflection in the morning, but...you don't. instead you end up greeting them with the generic "how are you", followed by a fan hug, because what else do you say to someone who you love for nothing more than what has come out of their mouth..but they don't even know your name, and they never told you theirs.

crimus brukfust!

fruit salad, quiche y shrimp& grits!i know..be jealous

abkgfh..ear loveee!

miss jack davey and brooke d'leau share yet another masterpiece with the world. Boudoir Synema: The Great Mistapes EP is one out of three parts of their latest project and available for download for free.99!!i know..what more could you ask forrrr??

reflection..blahh

pictures to me serve not only as time capsules for memories, but also as reality checks.
reality:"no matter how your feeling, beauty is always around you, appreciate it."
thank you camera.

reason to syh

sooo my cousin was at the barber shop and a guy walked in and said "i got them flu vaccines for ya."
bahahaha...smhh!!

"dont you got any jobs?"

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the hills have eyes

ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!it took me forever to find these images on the interweb.i first stumbled upon them a year ago but every time i tried to search for them no luck.this time i was determined.i used every related key word that i could think of an ended up being successful. key words:(the hills have eyes brasil)basically a french photographer took images, blew them up, and pasted them up on a grand scale through out the slums of rio de janeiro.all the pictures are of women, and it was said to be done to honor female residents of the world's biggest slums.como se dice "dope"?

& quote/just a thought

"whenever we submit our will to public opinion a part of us dies"-lauryn hill

im getting that "nothing even matters" feeling again.its quite unproductive,but never frustrating. sometimes i don't understand what im doing this for....these unnecessary task in life. why? why, not live the way you want to live, do what you want to do ..everyday?but then i get to thinking again; and its like what does anyone really want to do?do they know?do i know?& the only thought that is constant is i want to learn, well more so experience, but still learn.the greatest lessons sometimes come from the most unexpected places. you cant live your life with such tunnel vision that you cant see how beautifully the dew sparkles in the morning.and im not saying you have to straggle too far from your path, aim for the sun..but at least look around sometimes.

(i feel like i was contradicting myself this whole time,oh swelll...)

"she does not think,she works by instinct..."

so everything i hear this song i re-decide its my favorite of all time.that is all.