Every Saturday, on S. 2nd and Havemeyer here in Brooklyn, there is a man who sets up a big P.A. system, guitars, keyboards, everything. He goes on and on for 5-7 hours about his past as a drug abuser, finding salvation, and war. Half of his sermon is in English, and half of it is in Spanish. He claims that anyone who opposes him is the devil. ( Read more... )

The heat is on making the familiar hisses and squeaks, and I get to learn how to sleep all over again.

yes, I uploaded and captioned these myself. i has a problemz.


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Yesterday I crashed my bike and I got hurt ( Read more... )

Today I got a new bike and it looks like this:


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I've been riding my bike everywhere, every day, for a week now. I think a week. Maybe a little more than a week. It's big, heavy, and fast when gravity is with me. Slow on the climbs, and my tires hate climbing concrete (such as the Brooklyn side of the Williamsburg bridge). But on asphalt this fucker digs in and hauls ass. I just wish it wasn't so ( Read more... )

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Just now I googled "punch you in the face" and clicked "I'm feeling lucky."

It bought me to a quiz, and here are my results:

Your Score: Must. control. RAGE!

You= 126

The urge to come through your screen and punch you repeatedly is a difficult one to deny.

Link: The would I punch you in the face Test ( Read more... )

I need a place to live again. My roommate is moving out at the end of the month, and I didn't get the job in Philly. I can't afford all the rent for my apartment. I dunno. I'm always fucked somehow ( Read more... )

These are some of my favorite polaroids as of late.

I did not take any of these.


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