June 2011
106 posts
“With the past, I have nothing to do; nor with the future. I live now.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (via estincelle)
nothing but sunshine.
happy.
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nevermind, nice guys finish fine, i guess.
still got it. like riding a bike.
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Forever reblog
O M G. HAHHAHAHHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA
brother knows best.
take note.
i need a hair stylist
so i can fucking train my hair to be like james dean’s hair. hair people where you at?
fuck everything else.
i’m living like this now.
our actions always affect more than ourselves.
note to self.
60% of the music i listen to these days makes me want to make love.
25% makes me sad.
15% makes me want to drink.
i sat here trying to think of a way to put this eloquently.
but i can’t.
fuck. i wish i could be as strong as i am for you for myself. hate having all this time on my hands to think.
” i have the scars to prove the clock strikes with her hands.”
revert to the days of the invincible youth.
it’s truth, justice, and a shiny gold tooth.
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this knocks.
the weeknd | loft music.
you, miss, are something else.
I'm gonna cover how to love
Cuz I can sing better than an autotuned Wayne. And I’m all about winning hearts. Too bad no one will hear it.
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“and i’ve seen good times. i’ve seen bad times.
but i ain’t see much in between.
so i celebrate, or i self-medicate.” —shaun boothe
but i ain’t see much in between.
so i celebrate, or i self-medicate.” —shaun boothe
now what?
i know when things are done.
but it always takes me a long time to turn pages.
stuck.
looks like it’s just ball and booze for days.
you're in a good place, ry.
don’t go messin’ this up. homies. fam. chase happiness. simple. keys to life.
my dad helps my ma dye her hair.
and she tries to make him wear less dad-like jeans.
precious. i want that shit. happy fathers day.
short attention spans, short tempers & short skirts.
guess i’m on that cool out thinking music thing again. this is easily one of the best songs. ever. thank god i had good musical influences growing up. mos’ verse is hands down my favorite verse ever.
“Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you
Not strong, only aggressive, cause the power ain’t directed
That’s why, we are subjected to the will of the oppressive
Not free, we only licensed
Not live, we just excitin’
Cause the captors.. own the masters.. to what we writin’
Not compassionate, only polite, we well trained
Our sincerity’s rehearsed and staged, it’s just a game
Not good, but well behaved cause the camera survey
most of the things that we think, do, or say
We chasin’ after death just to call ourselves brave
But everyday, next man meet with the grave
I give a damn if any fan recall my legacy
I’m tryin’ to live life in the sight of God’s memory”
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nothing more fitting.
john legend | i love, you love.
approach everything in life like this.
“I’m hurt dawg! Don’t ask me if I’m all right, hell naw! Joaquin said dominate and we not doing it!…I put my heart in this shit dawg! Let’s go man!”
dominate every day, ryan.
