Archive | April, 2010

Mops

26 Apr



I keep losing my fucking markers .. its a bad habit.

I will fill up a brand new one, catch a few tags for a night then, beers start flowing stuff gets smoked and “daw lemme hold your marker real quick”

then next thing i know …*poof* its gone ..and i have no clue what happened to it. Its probably wedged in a homies couch or floating around someones car.

fuck .

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wakapedia

24 Apr


“What’s your problem?”

“Everything.”

– Pose Msk

White Cup

18 Apr

LV’S ON MY WALLET CAUSE I GOT MAD LETTERS

“If you’re going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don’t even start.
This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives and maybe even your mind.
It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench.
It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery–isolation. Isolation is
the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance, of how much you really want to do it.
And, you’ll do it, despite rejection and the worst odds. And it will be better than anything
else you can imagine. If you’re going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that.
You will be alone with the gods, and the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight
to perfect laughter. It’s the only good fight there is.”
— Charles Bukowski

Gold

15 Apr


Epic .

13 Apr

Born out of the mouths of wolves and serpents. Raised up by degenerates and whores in the gutters of your forgotten cities.

Among the spawn of your outcast, your rebuked, your lepers. Breaking bread with gangsters, hustlers, real motherfuckers.

Scorned by your fearful leaders, and your simple masses. Bearing no marking, no number, no names.

Only one sign, the Rad Omen.

For we are many, for we are many.

http://radomen.com/

ibombshit.com

11 Apr

Another sweet website in the works .. All the locals get a sweet section with some pics.

http://ibombshit.blogspot.com


30’s

11 Apr

we ride them

see… problem solved

http://superdutytoughwork.blogspot.com/

lots of things on my mind , there is still a part of me that is missing. someone that is just not there

or hasn’t found me yet, maybe i should stop looking…

going to reflect