I dont know,I dont know,I dont know ....
SOmetimes I bite my lip to hold back alot of what's in me. I rmemeber being younger and jsut blathering all my surface thinking a tpeople, and sure, that "cool" and all, when your just some little Git making your wya in the world but as I grew older, i learned to hsut the fuck up and not let htos ehtings out, because i know in the heart and hear tof things, I'll get hurt.
But i can't help but feel now a days that it s gone too far. I see so much bullshit happening and jsut sit and not do anything about it. Le tit happen, I say, because going after it is fleeting. I feel like there no fight in me then, I rememebr belive in things and waving that flag hard. Now, I jsut dont think it owuld of benefit half the time. I was scared of my own apathy.
The today as I talked to people in my snior class about our BFA show, I saw the same shit ocming through in them, I saw it seeping out thhier pores. I ranted then, ranted hard, and pretty shook the fuck out of them like british nanny; " We hhae to give birth to this thing, you understand ,we can't jsut shit this out. We have to nurture this monster is we want it rampage across this fuck hoel city"
I looked either a complete fool, or jsut an idiot.
EVeryone spoke up then, and applauded my efforts.
Now we're a bt ore alive, and i have no doubt this may go away and in the end it'll come to it's original conclusion like beofre, but at least for that second, their eye borws were raised with new energy.
It was a good day....
Have you read my comic? It's getting pretty good I have to say....
SOmetimes I bite my lip to hold back alot of what's in me. I rmemeber being younger and jsut blathering all my surface thinking a tpeople, and sure, that "cool" and all, when your just some little Git making your wya in the world but as I grew older, i learned to hsut the fuck up and not let htos ehtings out, because i know in the heart and hear tof things, I'll get hurt.
But i can't help but feel now a days that it s gone too far. I see so much bullshit happening and jsut sit and not do anything about it. Le tit happen, I say, because going after it is fleeting. I feel like there no fight in me then, I rememebr belive in things and waving that flag hard. Now, I jsut dont think it owuld of benefit half the time. I was scared of my own apathy.
The today as I talked to people in my snior class about our BFA show, I saw the same shit ocming through in them, I saw it seeping out thhier pores. I ranted then, ranted hard, and pretty shook the fuck out of them like british nanny; " We hhae to give birth to this thing, you understand ,we can't jsut shit this out. We have to nurture this monster is we want it rampage across this fuck hoel city"
I looked either a complete fool, or jsut an idiot.
EVeryone spoke up then, and applauded my efforts.
Now we're a bt ore alive, and i have no doubt this may go away and in the end it'll come to it's original conclusion like beofre, but at least for that second, their eye borws were raised with new energy.
It was a good day....
Have you read my comic? It's getting pretty good I have to say....
didn't even have to use my AK....
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read, "Ice Cube's a pimp"
Drunk as hell but no throwin up
Half way home and my pager still blowin up