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death to couture
Saturday, June 19, 2010 || 11:24 PM

So today Cynthia bought up the fact that art is expensive, the girl has a point. I mean i went and bought a bottle of white paint and two tubes of paint and that costed me 5 chinese kids - in other words 50 bucks. I came out of the shop, with tears, great big man tears. If there werent so much people around i would have crawled to the nearest DARKEST corner and curl into a ball of nothingness.

You people don't know the feeling of choosing a tube of paint over a pair of gorgeous kicks. It hurts my nigger soul (i is black and has no money). Cynthia was like "no wonder art people look like hobos" TIS TRUE FOLKS. tis true.


I will post something with more substance later. FOR I HATH ENGLISH TO ATTEND, which i probably won't cause sleep is too sexy to resist. Since voting this year is gonna be a bitch, I'm gonna have a few posts about that, with, mind you, a very objective outlook yo make deciding which idiot should run the country that bit easier...


Voting is like choosing between two retards. You just have to choose the less retarded one.