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This was when I lived in Rohnert Park with Robert and I went with Amanda my at the time partner in misery at our local Subway. She was one of the few cool co-workers I had. I went with her and her boyfriend, he got something signed afterwards by TrashTalk's frontman Lee.
Monday December 17, 2012
Trash Talk
MellowHigh
Sabertooth Zombie
Antwon
Living at my grandma's seeing my Tia Lupe every day, eating home cooked meals on the daily<3 I miss them a lot...
I'm going to make an effort to reach out to a lot of them today! I want to see what they're up to or how they're doing!
I don't think anything Saaphyri did or said was wrong, this little piece of shit was racist from the start and got her ass beat! I loved it! Saaphyri fucked her up and was still nice enough to offer the bitch chapstick I've never seen that in my whole life that's fuckin nice dude! This little shit is trying to come up on you simply because she thinks she's better than you because of where you're from or what you look like without even really getting to know you, you let her know what was up hahaha and fucked her up and now you're both on the chopping block but hey maybe if you guys can be cool you can both stay. Your blatant racism and her violence would be forgiven and they could both still have a shot at possibly winning. Yet there she goes reiterating how racist she really is! I wish she would've fucked her up again
Disappointment has always been my truth. It's crazy how you can look up to someone so deeply, and want to impress someone or at least somewhat live up to or touch on some of the expectations people expect you to live up to; when those people have no idea how life works. I feel like you hit a point where you literally ask yourself why? Why am I acting this way? I know I'm wrong but I'm still going; why? That's when you realize that it's not always what's best for you, but what's best for everyone. You put yourself in other people's shoes, or you remember a time when you were that age or in that position and what you did, what you know was right, and how you can inspire others not to walk that path; but shed light on a new path that betters everyone's situation not just your own. You realize how much more satisfying life is when you live for yourself AND others instead of the narcissistic life you've been living. You'd think someone in this profession realizes that but as I said the truth always comes to surface. I did a good deed that I wanted to tell people about because it effected me so deeply that I wanted people to know about it so they can be influenced to help someone in any way they could. To have everyone but one person the person you were most excited to tell, because you weren't just telling this person what you did you were showing them who you are despite people frequently wronging you; you were showing the overcoming of bad situations, and still being good despite those circumstances. Yet, still there they are; showing you who they are, their truth. Then them going even further to show you how truly bitter they are by judging you for an act you committed when you were 17. Fuck, if my mom were to repeat all the mean shit I said to her which I thankfully don't remember, I would eternally feel like an asshole. I just remember being a self-entitled little bitch who always thought I was right and wanted to fight with everyone to prove how true it was. It reminded me of exactly why I stopped talking to him. You're excited to talk to someone who hasn't contacted you in weeks, who doesn't tell you when they're in town, and most importantly puts up this facade of a great person, great father, great brother, great, great, great, great, great, oh, look at me when I talk, see these hands, oh they're great, just like me I'm great, *hand dialog continues along with boring shit which is more than likely about myself and all the 'great' shit I do*, wait just in case you didn't see them; let me keep waving them around so you can admire my great hands that do great things that no normal person can do while this great mouth on my great big head continues to talk about me and how great I am. FUCK YOU, fuck you for dampening my spirit, fuck you for ruining my day, and most importantly fuck you for being a shitty father, no better yet, person and thinking you have any right to tell me what actions I should or shouldn't take. I have nothing to learn from you other than how not to act, and how not to treat people.
Kacey's pics from my first concert with Kristine! What a blast! I was wearing my Scooby-Doo sweater, that was the first time I ever let anyone pick me up onto their shoulders, head-banging like maniacs, Kristine dancing the night away, and getting cut off from the bar downstairs for our enthusiasm for how awesome a time we were having, so we went to the bar upstairs with ourhomeboy who hooked it up with the strong ass drinks, oh yeah and Jacob pussied out and left mid-concert for a coffee aka dick hahahaha jk but probably though why else would you leave an amazing concert like that that's the only excusable absence!
March 20, 2014
Seattle bound
March 19, 2014
March 19, 2014
October 31, 2015
March 22, 2016
6:23pm
With the FaceTime camera when my screen was all cracked
November 21, 2015
9:47pm
So, pool...
Portland, 4:55PM
Fuck yo couch
At the bookstore before the cd store/record store
Portlandia
12:38pm
TBD Fest 2015
Sept 18, 2016
Me wearing my Jeffrey Dahmer's
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