Oh yea, this is a photo of some art down across from 3rd and Army. Ghandi man, ghandi was on some other level shit. If you don't know about Ghandi, learn something right now.
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So while working on this little photo / written piece of shit my computer decided to stop letting me type the letters H, Y, 6, and use the / (which is all hell when your still using basic html to make webpages). I don't know what mindset I was in when I wrote all of the hsit before this, I honestly don't care. I do remember I was on some crazy angerish style, listening to Ministry, writing weird shit on my MySpace. It's pretty easy to hate on Myspace, but fuck, I go into a shitload of fancy fresh shops and see fuckers lurking on that shit all day long. So I guess I can't really hate on some shit people are mad addicted to. But fuck, its kinda changing normality. Wait, thats a general statement. What is normality? I mean back in the day cats would sit around playing cards and shit, now you can go online and get hooked on online poker. I got a homie who hustles that shit. I'd prefer if everybody just sat around and made music together. That shits always fun. On my bike ride over here from the Mac Store I had all this shit in my head I wanted to write about. I'll get to something constructive eventually. Oh yea, this is a photo of some art down across from 3rd and Army. Ghandi man, ghandi was on some other level shit. If you don't know about Ghandi, learn something right now. Page: 5 of 17 (29%)
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