Wednesday, July 29, 2009
all veins and highway laps, this breathe collapsed again...
there's this photograph that Im obsessed with-
its so deliciously provocative.
i dont have the guts to post it.
im like , full on censoring myself.
this is my shit.
its not some corporate shit -
i post what i think is dope
and that's that...
now i'm having a conversation with myself.
i'm sure this is how it starts...
the slow descent into madness.
i'm gonna work up to this one.
i imagine the photographer worked his way up too
its that fucking out there.
its so fucked up i immediately thought
it was a terry richardson.
(it probably is- i cant be bother to look it up)
terry's the man.
hes a visionary. and he too, doesnt give a f@#$.
im not censoring myself with the f@#$
when i see the word f@#$ too many times in type
it just looks obnoxious to me.
obnoxious is never the goal.
i'll change the music list soon.
its just the most perfect set of 80's songs.
its f@#$ing tubular.
i am jacks embarrassed inner child.
enjoy this set.
i was feeling particularly saucy this morning.