almostmine

Tue, 21 Oct 2008 03:13:46 GMT

impeccable

Mon, 30 Jun 2008 20:20:16 GMT

what's wrong with this picture?

Mon, 02 Jun 2008 07:19:07 GMT

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/05/28/dining/28flavor.html?_r=1&oref=slogin

would you try it?

excellence

Fri, 16 May 2008 20:42:37 GMT

Tue, 01 Apr 2008 03:23:40 GMT

taking a lot of tests is no fun :(
as well as exhausting

Mon, 03 Mar 2008 17:57:05 GMT

i remember this song from when i was little. i didn't really know what the hell it was about and actually i kind of still don't, but that didn't stop me from turning it up whenever it came on power 96.

Wed, 27 Feb 2008 06:19:53 GMT

i feel good

Tue, 19 Feb 2008 17:36:34 GMT

http://www.zshare.net/audio/39369067a0826b/

Sat, 15 Dec 2007 12:00:21 GMT

what happened to me
you tell me

Sat, 08 Dec 2007 10:02:19 GMT

But uhh, a thug changes, and love changes
and best friends become strangers, word up

grit

Mon, 05 Nov 2007 05:16:19 GMT

Thu, 01 Nov 2007 08:08:39 GMT

if you don't know who this is then something is wrong with you

Sun, 14 Oct 2007 09:17:28 GMT

i saw ghostface the other night for free. it was pretty sweet, though i wish he'd left the theodore unit at home holding his weed. maybe i'll update more.

does this journal still reach anyones eyes?

Sat, 06 Oct 2007 08:27:50 GMT

Yo...on the amen, corner I stood lookin at my former hood
Felt the spirit in the wind, knew my friend was gone for good
Threw dirt on the casket, the hurt, I couldnt mask it
Mixin down emotions, struggle I hadnt mastered
I choreograph seven steps to heaven
And hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread leavened
Veteran of a cold war its chica-i-go for
What I know or, whats known
So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home
From the crib I spend months gone
Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin to shorties cuss long
Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong
Tried to call, or at least beep the lord, but didnt have a touch-tone
Its a dog-eat-dog world, you gotta mush on
Some of this land I must own
Outta the city, they want us gone
Tearin down the jects creatin plush homes
My circumstance is between cabrini and love jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God how he thought travellin the world sound
Found it hard to imagine he hadnt been past downtown
Its deep, I heard the city breathe in its sleep
Of reality I touch, but for me its hard to keep
Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep
Of reality I touch, but for me its hard to keep

Fri, 30 Mar 2007 06:52:48 GMT

Isn't that feeling that the past was so long ago but at the same time feels recent bizarre? Somehow memories feel cut off from you but still accessible. Maybe there's a door somewhere in the rain forest that can lead you to those times.

Tue, 20 Mar 2007 06:01:26 GMT

Does anyone actually still look at this shit? If you're reading this, please leave a comment. Anyone.

I'll make it worth your while.

Mon, 04 Dec 2006 05:25:21 GMT

I always liked this picture even though everyone looks silly. It's from this past summer.

Fri, 27 Oct 2006 05:25:23 GMT

how have you been?

Sat, 01 Jul 2006 10:17:34 GMT

happy birthday kenny!

Mon, 27 Mar 2006 04:35:08 GMT

my parents :(

the devil and my family

Fri, 27 Jan 2006 05:07:36 GMT

the devil told my grampa the day that he would die
and my grampa told my grandma and she thought it was a lie
and then the day came and my grampa he lay dead, just like the devil said
a train cut off his arms and legs

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