student rat show gimmick plan

most people like live drummers in a show, student rat, a dummy drummer dressed up or preferably robot playing out of sync to everything while drum machine samples provide real sound, a gimmick for people who like the excitement of a live drummer but still saying fuck you to them. maybe in bondage gear or some other sort of puffy slave suit just rocking out or air drumming on random shit that is silent while getting very involved and way into it.

best dressed

fuck you.

Stop walk limp clip a shoulder of the crack whore chanting "fuck God Jesus birch" repeatedly
pacing up and down in front of the extra store. I limp past her and continue to the loosie store. I have an explosive personality that tries to hide things from me. I'm ok with it mostly I guess that's why I do it. I left on a bad note and did the stupid crazier thing which was to miss my flight and stay with you. You beat me with the truth for the last time. This time is quickly sanding down my other possibilities. Hey buddy if you treat yourself like trash everyone will throw you away. Pick up dog shit with your hand and put you in their pursuit of happiness bag of the American dream. Cum money. Not gonna put butts first anymore

http://actresseswithoutteeth.tumblr.com/

Most people are afraid to act like themselves unless they're alone. I want to find out how to do it and be me most the time. I'm not trying to fuck with anyone else than me and naaaadeeeeiiinezzz the best thing in this world

h

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Bushwick biker gang comes out blurring the lines on the way down the street they fly roaring waking up the neighborhood bluster Pete us up front charging like an eel through water with more resistance then there ever was or have been before tearing up the concious thoughts and ripping people's dreams out of there windows

I'm into this some time to gold myself up and hear my thoughts and hold everything down laypeople pass as a dog barks through the basement gate what is making me feel completely sketchy to everyone if I get a look I in

It's seems like when I am in a funk I'm in I ducking hear so much busy grand street two bikes parked trying

Thoughts clogged until you come around again finding my personal space and drawing a line around it so I can remember, it can't be for them. The dripping cement steps forms a waterfall your legs fall down to the last step your feet hit the ground and outlook alive there was something right about the launch off of your stoop you don't notice anyone else and you wouldn't know if someone looked at you. You pass the corner and still haven't left your head. It sits back top center on your body as the air clears your lungs. Your wrong usually but for some shit reason this feels right you sense it's time to grow up but you need time to erect the statue of your adult self. You gain strength and learn different ways to send it to the top so you'll stand solid not needing anything from anyone and them nothing from you

Baby abortion weed eater full of plants shitting energy by morning tv eating again sleeping with wells your health only hills up and down your roll off at the bottom into warm grass that heats your back your front with sunshine polo

What does it really mean what kind of person stand themselves in the knees while walking like a dead deer of controversial thoughts if you hold somethong.in you that shouts work how will youbnow if it's really going on on really true what area would I rather show off my dark circles other than in public even there I can't comprehend a god fanned thing from all these easy going art maggots that I used to admire now I'm just drinking to kill the pain of ratiq

Six fingers tell you what to say when nothing's dead you still feel it inside you holding.the top of your head down.actually a beautiful fat.ass sitting.on your head and.a.bunch of people talking labour anorexja

And the thought s her are ridiculous AMD only my own Nd the dorky. Girls onl

O don't know what I feel like. I thought I was capable of loving but it tie.s out I am not capable. I can't stand soo ma.y things. But all I can worry about is myself Nd I need to remember that I can't change her or make anyone love me they don't even matter all the matters is myself I feel like I don't even go e a fuck about anything my face is screwed up tight and my voice muscles will not speak in my regular voice I hate this but it's all I have

Mc and marcy

Watching all the orthodox Jews bounce with Mariah Carey in my headphones they look a lit sexier now

I'm walking on sunshine Wahoo Nd don't it feel good my body and god are one with backorder the airport secured my seven in a tube they used to suck it al up this isn't the new York city u came here to see I hope u aren't waiting on me welcome to your life where not everyone waits for me I haven't seen a train beggar in a really long time I don't relally

sometimes

sometimes people do extremely out of the ordinary (in other words crazy)things for love. it includes something they dont understand. even if it had to be done. hmm

You tell me you're in love with me
Like you can't take your pretty eyes away from me
It's not that I don't wanna stay
But every time you come too close I move away

I wanna believe in everything that you say
'Cause it sounds so good
But if you really want me, move slow
There's things about me you just have to know

[Chorus]
Sometimes I run (sometimes)
Sometimes I hide
Sometimes I'm scared of you
But all I really want is to hold you tight
Treat you right, be with you day and night

Baby all I need is time

I don't wanna be so shy
Every time that I'm alone I wonder why
Hope that you will wait for me
You'll see that you're the only one for me

I wanna believe in everything that you say
'Cause it sounds so good
But if you really want me, move slow
There's things about me you just have to know

[Chorus]

All I really want is to hold you tight
Treat you right, be with you day and night
Baby all I need is time

Just hang around and you'll see
There's nowhere I'd rather be
If you love me, trust in me
The way that I trust in you

[Chorus: x2]

All I really want is to hold you tight
Be with you day and night
Sometimes I run, (sometimes) sometimes I hide
Sometimes I'm scared of you
But all I really want is to hold you tight
Treat you right, be with you day and night

Idaho suburbs

Idaho wife apologizes to husband about having an affair with her boss. Appologizes by giving him that 9mm he always wanted.

Aliens or Angels?

I was a witness to the sphere that took everything away growing behind the the moon.  It crashed into this planet leaving everything dead left to swell in the rot that remained of the U.S. of A.


I witnessed a sphere growing behind the ducking the moon.  I watched it collide with us like a shitting duck.  I left dead to swell in the rot that remained of the u.s.a.  and it worked.

trust

i trust it like i trust a teenagers taste in music

wiccan meth bitch

yea

Joke

Qp
I fear for our youth.

lets go

Good time$$$

Roar

Good tumblrs

http://safeforworkporn.tumblr.com/

Bitchhouse

Bummin cigs to an 18 year old kid.  Givin back what I get in the k mart parking lot.

LOL

http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=779_1363713508

Culture whore

book made by him

I ALMOST

morrisey you are a broken scum bag, you shouldn't burden a normal people with gnaggines of your beennifits fucking FAGGOt nigga fucking a pussy ass bitch
i HATE the smiths
AND the cure
EQUALY
equallity






you can make a better band than them.....GO NOW! hitler translates to english GO
bnNOW

suburban white kids

I never could understand or get along in the way they wanted me to.  Cushioned by generations of parents living up the block they will judge everything and everyone.  Everything is funny for some reason they can make fun of the sickest things.  I am not the most positive person but sitting around cracking stupid jokes hoping another person will laugh is a bad way to waste your time.  They mock art because they are afraid to understand it.  This is art in itself.  I show them things they don’t understand, they lash out to make it make sense in their sheltered brains.  Stuck here for the appeal of living on their own.   Roomates, glasses full of water downed beer.  they hold you down to their level thinking they can make anything sink so they can step up on it. get the upper foot over your head to push you down. this is what separates me from them. urban based childhoods are stripped of the bullshit.  under the cities lies the most corrupts people. on the the other side of the mountain where the tap water runs into britta water filters, check up phone calls to moms, chain restaurants and hatred for those who get laid.  you think you can beat everything. your world is so far away from mine.  i never understood being so negative in jokes.  unexposed and overrated hollister wearing car driving hand me down arcade fire cd’s. they pirate everything, they watch the late night shows and laugh.  I have seen all the videos they show on youtube.  this is why i have never been able to be close to anyone.  i’m not gay but i can’t bro out like the others can. 

Golden coral

Notw to self make a documentary about all you can eat buffets

Its on heart of the swarm

Got it babes

another

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dream

the first one was a crazy fun party with a number of things going on with greg and all my closest friends there in short we decide to all ride our bikes through this tunnel through the mall, we all ride in a line maybe 50 kids on bikes and when we go to get in the cave some of us got stopped and arrested while some made it through. the second i was tired and it was after the first time wise,  nadine was going to a party and i went with and brought my dog roxy.  it was in a mansion and there were lots of gangsta swag guys there, and a leader that was 4 times the size of a normal man.  he was the king pin and had all the girls upstairs. i waited downstairs holding roxy i wanted nadine to come down but i couldnt leave my dog with these other slutty girls.  so i was just holding her.  nadine came down and said how much fun she was having while either not noticing or caring about the guys talking closer and closer to her face, putting their arm around her and basically seemed like she was having fun and didnt really need me there. everntually the king pin came down and began testing me and i told him not to lean on my dog because she is small and getting old. he ended up admiring me and liking me so we went and drove around together. i don't know if he was just trying to get me out of the house so nadine could have fun with the other guys. but halfway through the drive i got a text from nadine that said "is it ok if i wrap up roxy really good in some blankets and quilts and ship her to you?" i freaked out and was thinking she must be on whatever drugs they had given her to come up with such an idea.  it would smother her. so i asked the king pin if we could go get her and take her to suzi's my moms friends house so she would be safer. we went to the post office place before for some reason and then we were driving around trying to find suzis house before we got roxy. 

airplane dream

I have never fallen asleep on an airplane, and never will again.  It was an intense lucid dream on the version of a delusional reality.  I was sitting next to the same people as i was in real life and everything was a little weird and off there was constant music playing really loud in my ears, i wrote all the songs in my head i guess cause nothing was really playing in my ears.  there were people that kept coming out of the back of first class, and i honestly believed that they had drugged my complimentary sprite.  right before we took off in real life the pilot had said its going to be an abnormally bumpy take off but not to worry because the plane doesn't care if its smooth or not.  we were flying and people kept coming up randomly i think this was influenced because of the god damned Harlem shake airplane video i had seen the day before.  so time went on and shit was fucking crazy in the dream, i was awake and 'lucid' in it it was like it was really happening, we had some turbulence and the pilot came on the intercom saying an engine went out we were going down.  we went down for a crazy bumpy ride but didn't do any damage, it was like a bus stop pit stop where me and the mixture of first and working class passenger went in...of course tsa was there. ughh.  they swapped the engine and we took back off.  even more songs were playing of all varieties, jazz, bollywood. all this crazy shit with random first classers coming up fucking with my, i felt like i was tripping seriously.  then even before we got to denver we had to make another unscheduled pitstop in montana....i don't even know where montana is.  we waiting in the car there then blasted back off. this time we were so high up that my ears began hurting from the pressure and the music blaring in them.  the dream finally ended when my ears started to mist hot, squirty, air, water stuff all over the passengers to my right and left. i was like what the fuck is going on...then somehow i woke myself up. i also thought i wasn't scarred of a plane going down but in the dream i realized how much i want to live.  i woke up sweaty like a wet pickle and i believe i might have talked in my sleep my whole body was sore and strange from sleeping awkwardly.  i don't know if i really talked to the passengers next to me but if i did it must have been some crazy shit.  now i'm in denver waiting

Studen rat seatbelt, Mexican at heart, and samwa

Caca swap

lite

I hung like a dead rat, a dream catcher made out of reflections of new york shitty.  this happened in my other apartment as well, for some reason its something you can't record or take footage of, its just something you have to be there for sort of thing.  at my old apartment i had this curtain with these round faux copper rings hanging it to the pole, for some reason after i hung this up every morning after sunrise the entire street outside would project onto my wall.  brookelandsyn's version of the northern lights.  now waking up in my next room, first time i've put a curtain up and sure enough the same thing is happening there are these fucked gorgeous strange lights again.  this time in the corner of my room. a small sidewalk without people but fragments of steps projected onto the corner of my ceiling, also the j train and stained glass i believe from the station has a long stripey peak in the corner. just wanted to remember it.

leavin

Slits

This tone deaffff seal is broken by the broken flourished flowers, the same one.that fucked your wife and took names....s

Slit

lightsaber battle 1st person

awesome vid

piiza

He walks home next to her with the fresh new ideas put into his head.  The phrase that stuck out tonight over everything yelled by a man riding a horse toy "the present is a present, don't you know that;s why they call it the present?". He walked home with the thoughts still stirring his brain. He spoke excitedly to the girl. He had to sabotage his inspiration.  He baked a frozen pizza with added ham and cheese, when it was finished he threw it away. He went to the store, then came back to cook another pizza. He threw it away.  He woke up thirsty so he chugged a gallon of orange juice, and a quart of milk. He laid in bed with his stomach physically cold to the touch from the fridge liquid swollen belly.  He slept naked after making a fool out of himself to the person he loves.  He was told by the loosie man that he was too high.  


and the pictures are for entertainment

Kalifornia dreamin'

another crazy dream, I guess thats what i've come to expect after falling asleep directly after watching a sequence disturbing movies. It tangled around my unconcious thoughts rooted deep in my soul, and pulled out all the shit.  this one involved faux-anal sex fantasies, school, carry around analog synthesizer school full of nerds that hated me, and worste of all my mother was lurking around almost every corner.   I had taken on some of the characteristics of "early" a white trash serial killer spawned from a comic book series poured into my brain via pirated movie.  He was a snorting controlling psychopath.  I didn't take on the murderous urges he did, Just an occasional snort and lust for anal sex.  I exited a room wtih an extremely stiff dick, sneaking past my mother I laid my eyes on my girl half bent over naked against a wall.  It seemed like a race against the clock since she was accepting anal at this terrible time in the hallway of my school.  So I ran with bow legs up to her and the second the skin touched her crack I errupted so hard it spurt a hole throught he ceiling, leaving a spider man web around the boarders.  I didn't even get it in and blew my load, I guess i'lll have to wait untill next dream to fuck her in the ass.  to make things worste i arrived at orientation and the harry soggy bodied nerds had loaded an image on the projector of me naked from the chest up blowing my load. they blew it up on the wall and laughed. all i did to get back at them was hang my head and snort like a serial killer.   that was pretty much the end, atleast i woke up and was permitted to enter her vaginally. Vagin-alley

lil nigga

I love you lady nady

I wanna know what its like to love life the wys you do. To see everything I see and continue towards the future without looking back. I walk around with my head turned around, looking at what I could have missed.your already at the next adventure and didn't even see what I saw exists. You like things ill never be able to do fully. This is why I love you. I do need to learn how to be better for your kind. I've never had a lover like you. You keep glowing and frowning and setting goals. I am very excited for your goals and they inspire me to be a better person. I need to keep working on not locking you in and giving you more room to breathe. I appreciate your free roaming spirit even if I have a different kind. You keep me going. Sorry I get a little out if control and forget how tight I'm holding my arms around you. I am learning and I want only to be with you. My magical explorer high classy socialite. When we fight you talk without thinking and what Pissed me of is you are usually right. It's ok I need real truth. I'm sorry about the spite shit I'm over it too. I don't wanna do it to you. I wanna learn to love the same things you do so we can grow and Di them together. How do I maintain my own true self when I do that though? Bottom line is I love you and don't want to fuck it up with old bad habbits.

dj's are annoying.movies rock. wings and a storm good

 Went to see side effects tonight, it was amazing.  It evoked feelings of hatred I have only felt to selfish thieves and people who call themselves dj's.  both a self centered absorbed lifestyle where you ruin peoples lives.  Jude Law has always been in my heart and tonight he proved he's still a very involved actor.  the movie kept me on the edge of my seat the entire time.  I kept trying to guess what was going to happen and was sometimes right, but mostly uppercutted by some gnarly twists.  i'd recommend this movie to anyone. seeing an R rated movie in happy valley on opening night is a pretty awesome experience.  there was room in the theatre which is something i'm not used to anymore.  no body shouted or felt the need to draw attention to themselves like selfish children.  no one lit up blunts or used their phone to play gucci mane mid movie.  there are definetly certain perks of being landlocked in the midwest. the news is starting to get to me, these people are so bored its twists my insides.  I thought the movie was going to be about affairs and other rich people problems, but I had these ideas shoved back at me. It was perfectly cast and all thriller no filler.
back to dj's.  I wish these people didn't exist. I mean places do need to play music, but I really don't like hearing and seeing these people. I can't explain the way i feel but lets just say they irk me in the wrongest way.  I like one or two dj's and the rest can suck my dick, choke and die.  they should really just kill themselves...most of them have herpes and more twitter followers than people who vote.  there are so many things i hate about my generation sometimes i wonder how i ended up here. i also ponder the fans of dj's, how the unemployed feel the need to go out and be seen doing something on a friday night...when every night is a friday to them. they talk about big girl pants...but keep cutting them into shorts.  I don't care if the dj at tandem is good...I wish you'd answer the questions i actually ask and care about. i do love you though. contradictions everywhere i look. i guess the only way to get through is to stay true to myself.

go see SIDE EFFECTS!

and if you're a dj-you look stupid in those sunglasses and no one really respects anything you've ever done...what have you ever done?

more rreading on dj hatred
http://modernsophist.com/why-i-hate-djs/

best comment
"the Ecltronic crap DJ's like to call "Music" iis only music in the sense that "call of duty" video game is war"

dan rather is the man

video responses. wow you are one cool cat
http://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/182tx8/i_am_dan_rather_former_anchor_for_cbs_evening/

dan rather is the man

video responses. wow you are one cool cat
http://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/182tx8/i_am_dan_rather_former_anchor_for_cbs_evening/

ObamaNanna

scarry cemetery

Roxy caruso

I'm.loving roxy so much right now our bond is indescribable I raised her since I was 13 and she has turned out to be the cooles best dog ever I can't ever raise a dog like this again I dunno what I did right but she is fuckingperfect and so smart different than other dofs. It makes me feel like I'm.a good dad