April 2012
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Dear God and TumblrGod. . .
Next weekend, I’m going to see BJ The Chicago Kid in concert…please let me meet him, and we become best friends. and he allows me to be his volunteer chapstick artist. and please let Kendrick Lamar come out to perform Faith or His Pain…or…ANYTHING.
Also, I’m about to blow more money to see Pac Div. Please let me get backstage this time. I think I’ve dedicated...
i'm about to sleep sooooooooo very well.
putting my phone on silent.
turning off my alarms
locking my door
putting in my earplugs
taking this benadryl.
allergies will NOT kick my ass in the morning. bet that much…
…GA agrees that the pink pills are the magic ones…
my bestfriend aus10 sends me pix of dope shit.
including pictures of Kdot and Frankie O at Coachella…
that would make the average person jealous, but then I realize, it’s because he loves me. and wishes I were there…being the sober one.
back-to-the-future-mcfly:
Faith ft. Bj The...
let's sex to hip hop. fuck that love shit.
i’m talkin Nasty Nas, Pharcyde, Common, Outkast, Mos Def, Talib, Snoop, Kendrick Motherfuckin Lamar.
like…real shit.
save all the sappy beyonce shit for some other time, but, right now, at this age, i’d like the pandora sex station to be set to “90s hip hop” or the “mos def” channel…
drinking this ginormous can of pineapple juice and...
after the long ass week I JUST HAD, I deserve this
whaat. . .you like sushi and listen to pac div?...
when the fuck are we getting married?
