Four Days.

I Can't Call It.

It's Here in Front of Me.

I played skate and won.

Just when you thought it was safe I came back.

I'm starting to despise school.

I have to cut down on the social time.

The past is coming back to haunt me.

I'm a monster everyday is halloween.

NaS' album was pretty good.

I need to look up current events more often.

I can't wait until it gets cold.

I need my Ralph Lauren skullie.

W.M.W.T.

Of the sun

"To die would be a great adventure"-Peter Pan

"To die is the only adventure left"-Captain Hook

Its all about the hips

Schools for squares.
Stephanie Jimenez is a bad chick
She cant lock in better than me though"P
but yeah so
i think i have a crush on some chick who i have graphic design class with,
thought i stopped crushin and just started bussin
(nutts)son!
blah blah blah
Ill bb later with some pics
Catch me im a Vigilante!
Hippos are beautiful creatures
I love gatorade
And marijuana,oh and spray paint
Peace.

W. Spahk

A Must-See!

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Truth.

On Repeat.

I'm Just Doing My Job.

I'll rant tomorrow.

Eye candy for now:

The good ol' days:

Valediction-The Foreign Exchange

No $ No Toke-Jaylib

Gettin' Up-Q-Tip

Yo son!

Guess whaT!

I bought a new hat!

Envy MY HATNESSSS!Loui Vuton(hoping i spelled it

correctly)

in other news

My day was ill

I think i murdered a cat

shouldnt have jumped into the street and under my wheel

HEHE i start drivers ed soon

even though i know how to drive

no im not one of those people who say it but cant,,,i actually can

and yeah um yeahhhhhhhh//

im one strapping young lad

be jealous

W. Spahk

Next Up.

This is not a depressing post.
I'm not going to share my feelings.

Because.


I don't give a fuck.

Pardon my French.

I watched two movies recently.
That Daddy Yankee movie (courtesy of the salon I go to)
&
No Country For Old Men (clap it up for Netflix).
One was corny, the other was the total opposite.
Guess.
No Country For Old Men was great. Grrreat.
The way it was shot was incredible, but there was one thing I couldn't stop thinking about.
The antagonist didn't scare me.
At all.
And at some points... I didn't think he was all that crazy.
I've never found any Villain to be intensely insane or horrifying to the highest extent...
So.
Daddy Yankee.
He's cute. The movie was dumb. Life goes on.


College sucks major balls. It's boring. Some people are great, others are a little on the slow side. But. Hey. It's Community College.
What can I expect.
Not much.
But what I receive...
a GPA of 3.4
Eh.
I'll try harder? Nah.


If it's broken don't fix it. But. I'm broke. And I need fixing.

I asked for suggestions and I got two.
One I will write about/state.
I love V. Guerrero.

And the other. For the sake of material or lack there of,
I don't think I can elaborate on it.
The topic suggested was Gay Llamas & Cheetos.

-_-


Complimentary parting gifts.

1. All or Nothing by The Foreign Exchange
2. Nothing Like It by Beanie Sigel

P.S. You're still on a pedestal.

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Allure.

Poet is three letters from Prophet

For Stacy(a old friend):

She has a button nose that hooked unto her mothers jacket,

Tucking her face into moms pocket,

I remember sitting on elementary school steps, 

With a girl whose face was made of scar tissue,

She was in every was most beautiful i have ever seen,

Her name was stacy, 

She told me it in full but i've never been able to roll my tongue to pronounce R's the way she taught me how, 

Or the way she taught me how to cross the street with my eyes closed,i still practice this like religion, 

I still practice this like it was my first time playing soccer, 

And i wanted to get better because she was already bicycle kickin', 

And admiring was never really my thing, 

And she was that thing, 

Called intensity, 

Like the day i broke her sprained wrist trying to be doctor on are way home from seperate schools, 

We met at the bus stop just to say hello, 

And share war stories from highschool where we were always the victor, 

We bury the corpses of our nonsense and now we are grown, 

And our teeth are not barred anymore, 

Yours before mine, 

Yours before mine...

Thats all ive got so far, definately not finished... i have so much more to say blah blah blah....

Probably going to preform it on Monday at Black Rep...but thats not really a gaurantee...

Peace..

Spahkdiddddyyyyy!

The art of losing..

IS not hard to master
In truth who are we really.

In a complete reference To S. McCants post

.I hate everyone like my ex,the women who remind me of her

can burn in a inner hell....

but ive been writing alot more poetry as of late 

everything sort of been spilling out 

started writing in my journal also..na no bitch ass dear diary shit though:P

schools a sucess

Graphic design Class:------------------------------>

So yeah

Nixon was an arrogant man, and also

The cheshire cat is remarkable

PS. Ill be posting some poems later tonight.

W. Spahk

Tough.

Things aren't going so well.

This is my depressing post.

Read if you dare.

I need money.

Yes I do.

Stop catching feelings.

Umi Says, Faust Arp, Everything In Its Right Place.

Leave me alone.

I wish I could tell you.

You've forgotten about me.

Fuck everyone like you.

They always forget.

She said it would be me.

We lost.

Maybe today will be better.

The problems will still exist.

Sometimes I laugh.

To keep from crying.

I ain't no bitch.

Abolishing My Sin

What the fucks wrong with people.

Standardized test suck.Necaps

Glad its my last year in highschool.

High Voltage.

"The fall's about to put a period on the summer."

-Jay Electronica

Being productive feels great.

Jim Jones needs to get his life together.

Yes I took it there.

I need Taco Bell.

Macy's needs to stop fronting and get my hat.

I'm hooked on Super Smash Brothers Melee.

Let's fight.

Then go on a scavenger hunt.

Crazy like a fox.

"Y'all Wish I Was Frontin'."

Screenshot.
Courtesy of me.

I'm so sincere.

Its been sometime,i apologize for my absence..

go to work,send your kids to school,follow fashion,act normal, walk on the pavement,watch tv, save for your retirement,obey the law,Repeat after me: I Am Free.-Random Artist

My lifes getting crazier and crazier

Women are asses

I have A.D.D(when the fuck did that happen?!)

Starting to really get back into my art.

Not going to RISD decided against it

UMASS?

World of Warcraft is addicting.

LSD is colorful

Watched aladin the other day").so ill

And whats holds the cake is

Im still haunted by this girl...

Peac.

But Does He Have A Boat?

I'm feeling myself.

Pay attention not U.S. currency.

Talk don't text.

Sometimes.

It's getting cold.

You know what that means.

Be creative.

I love my vans.

I'm looking for a come up.

That's right.

Imagination is Free.

Fuck the Veggie Monster.

McDonalds is charging for sauce.

I had my 5th birthday at Chuck-E-Cheese's.

Or was it my 4th?

I wish I knew how to sing.

Colour, honour, favour, favourite.

See the pattern?

College has turned me into a monster.

I'm trying to keep cool.

Hov did that.

Now for the attention grabbers:

Never play it safe.

This Reminds Me of You.

I'm Pretty and Awkward.

Someone finally told me that to my face.

It's truth. I can dig it.

Here goes nothing.

Langston Hughes was a homosexual.
...Bet they didn't tell you that in history class.

I don't think they should omit things in the classroom. It hinders the learning process. If you want to talk evolution, don't forget to throw a little J.C. in there too.

Whatev.
Anyway.

I've recently stumbled upon something called the Willie Lynch letter entitles The Making of A Slave. The title is pretty self-explanatory. It's unlike any other racial tangent I've ever heard. The man goes on to tell that he has found the secret to slavery. The whole jumpoff is said to be a hoax because some of the vocabulary used seems to be ahead of it's time. I honestly don't give a shit. Make them believe, they're ugly. They can't read. They need to keep living in horrible conditions. They need to fight against one another in order to survive.

Mental slavery.

The State of Rhode Island and Providence Plantations

...Go figure.

Maybe that's most people here look and act the same?

Son son son. Get over yourself. Ramble ramble ramble. Blog blog blog. I need a new pair of Vans. All white. Cheap joints. No socks. Relax.

"The best things in life aren't things."

They're memories, scents, thoughts, secrets, and emotions... Shit like that. Idk.

-_-
Peace.

Same Page.

Don't Blame Me.

Weekend continued:

Skating and home cooked food. That's that shit. I love meeting new people. Skaters are the best people in the world. I want to be like Matt Lauer mixed with Morgan Freeman. I haven't watched porn in days. I want to learn every swear in french. History isn't my story so I could care less about it. Black is beautiful. Big ups to Sambo.