Okumi was, as always, behind the gym at his school, smoking his lungs away, breathing in, as well as the smoke from his menthol cigarettes, fumes from the industry that surrounded his town. 256 more words
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We are in the midst of Holy Week – the week we commemorate the last days of Christ’s life. Sometimes I think it is too easy to just walk through the motions of it all – wave our palms as we sing Hosanna, wash each other’s feet, strip the alter, hang our heads, etc. 412 more words
Hey everyone. Real life got in the way this morning, a new post should be up shortly, but by the end of the day today at the latest.
re:play : Cowboy Boots on the Sunset Strip, Scalp the Roof Off the German Whip... Party in the U.S.A.
Quick little playlist to pulse the pavement… like when Blow Pops met the blacktop, or Hov met Hannah Montana #andajayzsongwason
Cowboy boots on the Sunset Strip, scalp the roof off the German whip… fringe element patriots don’t need you or your brand new Benz, or your bourgie friends… numb to love, blinded by diamonds… from Parisian royalty to glitterbombed PWT, these stars’ scars stay shining… plummeting to new depths of depravity, fame is the new america… classless, priceless, from the brink of Bed Stuy to the belly of the map, a playlist fit for Plymouth Roc, a bacchanalian beat for Benedict Arnold #whentheunitedwentcrack… 311 more words