Wednesday, April 28, 2010

"Bitch, do you know who the fuck I am?"

You're a spoiled kid who lives off daddy who can't make his own living. You abuse women. And you're insane in the membrane.

Anywhere the wind blows, doesn't really matter, to me.

Yesterday I cruised down the highway, got baked and got lost in dubstep. I ended up in Craik, where I ate chicken mixed with bacon, doused in buffalo sauce on a big leaf of lettuce, with the freshest soup imaginable. And then I ran around a small town and aimlessly shot photos. A bad day turned beautiful, and it ended with a big bang.