I remember...

Back when being gangster was so fuckin' cool. And now it's not anymore. It's sexier to have a college degree than to have a long permanent record.

Thank you President Obama. ♥

YOURE STILL HOT.

This isn't fair.

Cassie looks hot...EVEN WITH HALF HER HEAD SHAVED.

There are just some women who look like goddesses, and even when they fuck themselves up, they still shine like the sun on a Summer afternoon.

She pulled half a Britney Spears & still looks like she can be a Miss America contender.



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YOURS TRULY ♥

The pretty Korean girls from Brooklyn have done it again!

This shirt is perfect! Looks like an exposed back is the new thing for the summer time. Go get your tan on!



front:


THAT SHIRT BELONGS TO ME. I DON'T GIVE A SHIT. I said I wasn't gonna buy any clothes and shit anymore, but that shirt is screaming my name. Coral is one of my favorite fuckin' colors! C'mon now.

Sorry mom :(

Feeling DIRTY. Practice makes perfect, boys!

ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS!

I know quite a few guys with a pussy eating phobia. Sucks for you, me and the rest of the female population who you'll never be able to reach out to.

But here's something to practice on just in case you've never done it and don't wanna embarrass yourself with a quiet oral sex session the first time. (Awkward)

Or something fun to build up the anticipation for the veterans. XOXO





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FOREVER 21 GETS SUED FOR COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT

I've only bought the plain shit from Forever 21 since I've started shopping there. Ya know, the cheap cotton leggings and the plaid button-ups, the plain tees, the solid colored cocktail dresses, so I don't feel shitty about buying the knock-offs of higher end designers.

But I'm sure alot of chicks buy mad of the tacky shit off the racks of forever21. I'm just saying...

Check it out!



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(In case you can't see, the top row is Forever21, the bottom row is the higher end Trovata shirts)

They just straight up ganked every single aspect. It's not like they switched the buttons and colors and cuts up a little bit. They just copied EVERYTHING!

Imagine being the hard working designers that come up with these ideas just to have them STOLEN by some BITCHES.

Vicious Circle

Happiness and suffering is a vicious circle. People always feel like they're the only ones suffering from whatever emotions that has them on lock. But truth is, we're all suffering. Any normal human being is suffering from something. True happiness is not real. All this bullshit that religions and other shit preaches about, true happiness doesn't exist, so don't strive for it.

What we truly need is success...and that's different for everyone. Everyone has different goals, but if your goal is just "to be happy" then you have to start back on the drawing board because that shit doesn't exist!

What we all truly need is some balance in our lives.

No one rilly has that, but it's obtainable.

I think I just came.

Some real eye-candy.


Stop & Stare

As I've matured, I've been able to piece together explanations for things that I never wanted to be explained. Why my grandfather had to die...why my dad went off to California...the latter has bothered me the most.

I've been able to comfort myself with real and logical reasons for why these things need to happen. These chain of events that have consumed my train of thought and partially my life. There has not been a day when I haven't thought about it.

I cried the other night because I missed my father and how I wish I could feel the warmth of his chest when I would hug him and bury my face in his shirt. I wish I could feel his prickly facial hear when I would kiss him on the cheek. I wish I could see the wrinkles on the side of his mouth when he used to smile. I wish I could hear his laugh and see his eyes squint from laughter. It's been two long God-forsaken years. It feels like he left yesterday. It hollows my soul out slowly. Everything in my life has just gotten more confusing. I can't think clearly about my emotions. But on the other hand, I've been making the Dean's List for the past 2 terms. It was a hard smack in the face. I haven't cried over old shit in a while. It's not my style.

I was talking arguing with someone on the phone about my birthday party. That shit was 2 months ago. Mad people fronted on me. I don't give a fuck what your definition of frontin' is. Frontin' is when you say youre gonna do something and then you don't. Alot of people fronted on me on my birthday. There are no holidays in my life anymore. Just 365 regular days. It's childish but I just felt like no one cared about the day I was born. The day I began to exist.

So I spent a whole hour crying hysterically into my pillow. & Now, my thoughts are a little less clouded by this deeply embedded, dull pain of a heartbreak. My Dad was a part of me. His blood is mine. And he's 3000 miles away. My birthday is the day I started to exist, & that didn't really matter to anyone.

I'm being sensitive. But I've been so nonchalant for a while now.

DIMEPIECE SPRING/SUMMER 2009

I used to love Dimepiece alot when they first came out in like 2006. They did alot of screen printing on cotton crew neck tees, and that's what I liked them for.


And since then they've transformed a whole lot. But I still have love for them.
Here's my fav. pieces from the 2009 Spring/Summer collection.



AIN'T NO WIFEY.



I love it.



Those are the things that I truly think about, too.




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