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So here is the photo that counts. But you can't see my eyes. I used to not notice shit like not seeing the eyes, now I kinda like seeing the eyes. I mean we as people are fucking obsessed with faces. I see people on facebook all the time just looking at other peoples photos. Thats ok. Its good to share. There have been many times I've been down and I look at a dope photo and get hyped on fucken life. I put fucken back there just for the hell of it. I hesitated before writing fucking. Did I mention I bought another $8 bike last night from a crackhead? Well I wasn't sure he was a crackhead, but I'm sure. This one was pre painted. White. I painted my last one gold. I am sure its stolen. Stealing, fuck, I don't do it cause it sucks to get stoled from. But for some reason I have no problem buying some shit I know is stolen. Well actually I can't prove it was stolen, just a hunch. These 2 $8 bikes I've bought will be left behind for others though. Where was I going with this? My conscious got to me after I thought about theft. I'm not much of a thief. But if shit hit the fan I am sure I'd be right there with everyone stealing food from food stores like they did in Hurricane Katrina. Fucking anarchy right? I hope it never comes to that, but like OUtkast said youc an't predict the weaTHer...
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