Kanye West lookin FRESH TO DEATH at the New York Fashion Week!!
e
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Sweetest taboo
On the contrary to what my dear friend wrote I would say that being drunk is not taboo. I would rather argue that people sometimes tend to get jealous when others have more fun than them and therefore makes condescending remarks about them, someone you might label as a “hater”, and nobody captures the essence of haters better than Mr. Katt Williams. “They don’t hate you, they hate good shit, they used to want good shit than good shit didn’t happen to them”.
But enough about that, taboos is what really got me puzzled, or rather the fact that are almost no taboos left in our society. And I think that’s a pity, part of the fun of getting shit-faced on a funeral, making jokes about Josef Fritzl or just peeing in public is the taboo of doing so. And as more and more taboos disappears things tend to get less and less funny. Stand up comedians has to go to absurd lengths to find new taboos to rant about, joking about dick sucking just doesn’t do the trick anymore. So please, try to preserve some of our precious taboos.
O
Monday, September 8, 2008
Big or small......
Every now and then I pause my life to enjoy different small things or thangs....
They really dont my life better in the long run, but it makes it fuckin brilliant for the moment.
I like this about myself, that I can feel like a grizzly bear ate me for dinner, pooped me out just to pee on the vomit.....But still I can to theese small things and feel like a million bucks for a couple of minutes and then mount everyday with a smile or at least a grin.....I live and die for those small things .....So if you see me smile.....you know why.....
e
Being drunk - Taboo
I like myself, I really do. Some people might think I don't cuz I drink alot and quite frankly treat my body like crap. Like now for example. I wouldn't feel like ear fucking you guys without a whiskey. Anyway. A friend of mine threw a party last weekend which i attended the shit out of. A little to much for some.
I'd never realized that people can be so easily offended. When did people stop having fun when they are out getting their freak on? Alcohol used to be the secret recipe for ugly, stupid or ordinairy shy people.
Ugly farts could just approach the bar and order 6 cl of pure self esteem making them feel like Johnny Depp. I experienced a group of people sitting in a couch small talking about a random drunk guy "embarrissing" himself. Being drunk is evedently a taboo.
Sorry about your t-shirt Oskar..
C
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
This is when I knew how to...
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I use to know how to...
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You so crazy
Hey dude, you know what would be really funny, if you would like, just go to the Idol audition and just, you know sing, but sing badly and like dress up in an overall, and maybe a cowboy hat, and just dance around, like totally ironic.
Ha ha yeah dude, that would be so fucking funny, I am the craziest person I know, and I'm gonna get tons of chicks after this man.
Awesome dude!
Totally man!
O
I wanna!
Gotta cut the roof of then though. Dammit!
But it's sweeeeeeeeet!!!
D
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
The modern pedophelia of our time.
There is a group of people i really despise. It's the younger middle aged guy in his opinion best years who owns his own and first business. He have probably inheritaded it from his father or started with a friend. It is most likely a café or a shop of some kind. That makes him a local celebrity. And what he does is that he hires young, cute girls who in fact suck at the job they were hired to do but are kind of nice to look at. The girls on the other hand are young, insecure and actually believing that they were hired based on there personality and awesome ability to make a macchiato with soy milk. I hate to burst your bubble but that's a fucking lie. But who can blame them? He invites them to all kinds of staff parties and other funny activities. And it's fun, it's probably their first job so they feel well taken care of and he's "so kind". But he all he actually does is mentally masturbating of a to me fictitious moment were he after closing time fucks the living shit out of them.
C
Whats the matter with you rock?
When apahty strikes a little bit of Nina Simone is what the doctor prescribes.
O
Cry myself a river build a bridge and get over it .......
Well let me do this, just once and then I’m done. I have to write about it I have to vent it. This fucking thing we call love, I don’t want to be bitter and say “Fuck love” or anything because I believe in love and I live on love, I create on love. That’s why since I lost my love I have not produced a single thing. Not one picture, not one painting not even a little text or verse. I'm trying everyday to create and everyday I fail......But I’m starting to feel it bubbling inside me and I feel that there is things I have to create.
But my heart is broken, so I have to learn a new way to create. Allot of people create more when they are unhappy, bitter or heartbroken.....I don’t. I create on love and on happiness.....on the power that my lovely girl gave me.
But now I don’t have any love BUT I haven’t transformed into a bitter Swedish version of Hank Moody…. I’m not drowning in a sea of pointless pussy. Trust me on that one.
I started to get a lot of work again after the summer-coma, I’m trying to create pictures that I already created back in the spring in my head or from my blackbook. That’s always something…….is it not ?
I’m trying to get back, I’m trying hard. I need love but I don’t want new love.
But like a wise man once said (the Moodiest of the Moodys) :
“Life is to short to dance with fat chicks”
How the fuck am I going to get out of this one? Any ideas?
e
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