"when first i saw the price on Wang's Pseudopants, I assumed they were made from leather, snakeskin, or the tusks of rare, near extinct breed of rhinoceri. that wouldn't excuse paying the $395 pricetag, but at least it'd explain the ludicrous cost...If i'm paying upwards of $400 for SHORTS, that shit better be drenched in diamond dust a la Madonna's eyelashes. not made out of fucking rayon & spandex." -Cheap JAP
lmao.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
realness.
"it's what society expects of him, and really, what you've been taught to expect of men, too- that he be able to sweep you up and take care of you. sure when a man is young and doesn't know any better, he's busy being all this other stuff he thinks fits into what it means to be a man: dating an excess of women; recklessly spending his money on things he doesnt need, much less can afford; using his muscle instead of his brain in his quest to appear tough. but most of us grow out of this eventually, and when we do, we recognize that a real man provides for the ones he loves."
-steve harvey, act like a lady, think like a man
-steve harvey, act like a lady, think like a man
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
i wont lie, its pretty intense.
life can't get realer than 22. adulthood has embraced me & suddenly its feeling like nostalgia kicked my ass & sent me sobbing for the easy days...like a year ago..still in college. in a few days i'll be 22, but there will be no change because mentally this year has been intense from the start. jan 1 may as well have been my birthday, or may 19 when i left radio city music hall an official college grad. we're headed into mid twenties & all the decisions that lie ahead...aaah. i can't decide between grabbing an iced caramel macchiato, laying out by the pool and blissfully (intentionally) soaking in the last of my enjoyment (granted, guiltfully)...or diligently mapping out the road ahead (hard..hard...work)...decisions decisions. i guess its all i ever wanted: adulthood. why was i in such a rush? someone shoulda told me to take a detour...
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