Combat.

Lyrical Combat to get you to bomb back.
Blond black lets get beyond that.
Sing songs that attack with strong raps.
3.
2.
1.
Contact.

Elephant Bones.

Lord, send down some angels, and they better have guns,
Cause everybody's crazy down here on everybody's drugs.
Casinos, pornos, stock shows, where white trash goes to die.
Bums push carts, crackhead squirrels,
And birds too drunk to fly.

Nick Knight

My favorite photographer.
And my favorite pictures by him.

Back home.

Sooooo,
I'm back home, once again.
This time I'm going to prove to everyone and myself that...
I CAN DO THIS.
I just came home from 52 days at rehab.
I had lost all faith and hope in myself, never accepted my disease, and never surrendered to my addiction. I finially did.
I have faith in myself.
I thank everyone who has faith in me STILL.
Even after I've disapointed and failed them.
I'm working the program and truley believe in it.
The people of NA are my second family.
I missed them dearly, and they were constantly in my thoughts.
Again, I thank everyone who never lost faith and still accepts me for who I am as a person now.
I'm truley happy this time around.
Not even happy.
But....
content.
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I will be working on my art vividly and vigorously.
I can't wait for tomorrow to have my camera back into my hands once more and capture my feelings and emotions that I cannot explain by mouth.
Art is my expression.
Art is my one true love who has never failed me.
SO please keep watching for my new work.

Thank you all.

Love
xoYourManicAddictPhotographerxo

She don't belive in shootin stars

This is my favorite song.

We took our first pill when the music was shit.

Crusin down the street in my six four

I like to drive around.
I like to take pictures.
This is me.



This is my best friend