June 2012
75 posts
May 2012
113 posts
sorry beyonce, but you know it’s true
lisa “left eye” lopes was the baddest bitch ever, fuck bey. gemini’s forever
my cousin over here playing stripper music. i wonder what her aspirations are as of this minute. mini-rihanna lookin self
my birthday usually sucks because i share it with prince. he tends to be a metaphysical cockblock on the 7th. ah, one day i will celebrate my birthday with him and shake this monkey of a curse off me
my birthday is next week
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and then we finally discovered that we had been asleep this whole time. our lives; seldom but dreams. only to be awakened by the taste of Reality, the sweetness of consciousness, and the discovery of soul and spirit
it’s not always being negative it’s usually called admitting you see shit for what it is. telling yourself to believe shits and situations have bright sides that are obviously nonexistent is homo. delusional
meanwhile in florida…
comme des fuck on.. weh
so i see that the zombie apocalypse has already started, good to know
nothing sexy rhymes with accounting, except for deathstar
i’d rather be masturbated by inuyasha for that amount of time while tripping on acid. i know that sounds fucked up, but that’s really how i feel. don’t judge me
accounting classes should not be 5 hours long, like do they really think that i’m just going to listen to a lecture without being on tumblr. dream on motherfuckers, dream on
detroit hustles harder.
the true purpose of Zen is to see things as they are, to observe things as they are, and to let everything go as it goes. Zen practice is to open up our small mind
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5. Power/Refinement
Power is force or creative energy. To Refine is to perfect. Power is the truth which is Allah’s mathematics. To Know(ledge) the Culture of Islam is to have Power. Wisdom + Understanding = Power : 2 + 3 = 5.
if you feel incomplete, then that’s what you are. you will spend your whole life trying to “complete” yourself and then you will come to discover that you have been complete all along
please don’t call me in the morning, half the time i don’t know where the hell i am when i wake up
i’ve been having the most psychedelic dreams lately
god trilla just called, said she loves you bruh
i was driving and i seen these two ratchet females walking on the sidewalk near a big ass puddle on the street, i felt tempted to drive over the puddle and splash them. a little drip drip can’t hurt, right? no? alright, nevermind
weh
i seriously need to make some artistic friends in boston, cause all this detroit reminiscing is killing me real nice and slow
absolut vodka is definitely a religion, i believe in that shit