About my Blog son

Okay, so I'm no professional blogger but, i think I'm pretty freaking interesting, sike. But for real I find cool shit on the interweb everyday now i can have it all in one place, right alongside the randomness that is my life... Be forewarned there will be an excessive amount of profanity at times, that's just how I feel


Product of Boredom....

...Adam tattooed Eve's name on his ribcage so he
Could never forget where she came from
The key to his heart is held within her eyes
Not to be used without her permission...


George Watsky is the truth...
I'm bored as fugg son...
AIM me and shit


My Apologies...

...I have been neglecting my poor blog this month...
3 posts in about 23 days, smh...
I'll make up for it some time soon...
Here's a picture to make you feel better lol
I love that shirt


This Is Where I Keep My Bars Like Bathtub Edges...

...The first time you took my breath away I was left
With a belly full of burnt sienna butterflies
That can't seem to sit still long enough for me to drink you in,
Their afraid your creativity might drown them...
This sounded dope in my head
The Burnt sienna butterflies it kinda reminded me of
"For Eric" performed by Zora Howard and Josh Bennett
It's a great piece, full of amazing imagery


Study Break...

Let our first date be in the library
Meet me on the 4th floor in our favorite group study room
So we can slam our hearts out
Let the passion in our voices draw a crowd of our peers
Too hopped up on caffeine and fast food to remember
What true love sounds like
Faces pressed up against the glass
Like children watching the world whiz by train windows
Filled with wonder of whats on the other side but
Know better than to question it
Let our words bellow like Barry White's voice and wake
Anyone with the luck to be sleeping before 12am on a school night
Spilling our hearts onto the chalkboards
And letting them run down the walls
Damn the cleaning crew is gonna hate us
My Moon, Let me be the first to explore your dark side
So I can chart every crater left in your heart by those before me
Just so I can remember what makes you who you are
And yes, I'll be your star, much younger and brighter than the sun and
Guaranteed to last as long as you do
Don't worry, when I end, my supernova will envelop you
Yeah baby, I'm taking you with me.
Look it's the security guard, the library's closing
All that remains of our audience are face prints
And empty coffee cups
Yo, the cleaning crew really is gonna hate us
Oh well,
Date number two is on you


Let Me Be Your Supernova...

I'm really liking this Mr.Hudson dude... He has a very unique voice and that accent, that accent is one of my favorites... I guess having the Kanye stamp of approval makes you dope by default or maybe Mr.West just has an amazing eye for talent...Either way Mr.Hudson has earned himself a spot in the rotation on my iPod