I'm sitting here thinking about that lil original page in the miley cyrus spiral bound notepad that started this whole blog & certain things i post make me feel like i am moving in the wrong direction.
the college ruled perforated page covered in new ideas and fresh aspirations (sadly not written in gel pens but a mere blue bic smooth rolling ballpoint) was our meal ticket out of monotonous dead end jobs and into FAME & WEALTH. rollin in the cash money skrillz, cruisin da strip in our rolls, 4 bitches on each arm, platinum grillz, draped in channel, gucci, versace from neimans, barneys and saks, numba one buyers at fred segal on melrose, 6 houses in da hillz, four 12Xplatinum records, bigger than brittney bitches!
and now look still just sitting at c-d posting morphed pictures that are heinous. how is that supposed to get us where we aimin? have i just stopped persuing the dream and given up? F**K NO! i juss gotta git my perspective back.
back to that fateful day where we decided to be the best
where we wrote no stupid girls, no creep-os, move to la
i have to get back to those days where the passion was seeping out through my pores and other various orifices.
so long ago.
one month changes people infinitely.
omg.
Monday, March 2, 2009
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completely and utterly true. but has it even been a month. i was thinking a week.
ReplyDeleteoops yeah you are correct.
ReplyDeletei think i was thinking we did it like the day we met, but that's a lie.
we did it when i got back from sf probably like less than a week ago...fi days ago maybe?
wow i win at life