End of days? Nah, just burnin' down the old to bring in the new, real change. Not the fake, talk is cheap kind that goes on pins, posters, t-shirts, and various other trinkets.
A friend of mine took this picture from his rooftop near Hollywood today. The crows just happened to fly by when he snapped the picture.Man, my timing is impeccable. Represent! I'm so glad I got out of there when I did (I'm almost done hacking up all the black shit in my lungs from 4 1/2 years of living in HelL.A.).
Prepare for the onslaught, suckas! This shit is 'bout to getz realz up in here! Fo shiz! I be bringin' daheavy shit that you can'tz be dealin' wit, yo! Are you ready for the new shit? Ready or not, here I come!
Okay, too much wine and dine. Time for bed. I'm starting to sound like Kayne West's dumb-ass up in here.
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2 comments:
you put 3/4 of that black shit in your lungs yourself. don't blame LA.
True, but L.A. is bad for your health in general. Leaving made it easier to quit, and did wanders for my mental health (I'd like to think).
Don't take it personally. I just hate the city, not my friends. Everyone else in that God-forsaken place can suck it-gilded dreams, black smoke, hollow ideals, see-through souls and all.
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