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These bones.

So here is an attempt at being deep, or hipster what ever you call it.

                        These bones.
These bones.... MY!!! bones. Are filled with words that are trapped inside and must be broken out. I must feel the pain of a tibia or fibia braking before I can listen to the wisdom these bones have. I can only hear when I'm laying in bed wondering what I will do to get thru these 4, 6 or even 8 weeks. I ask my self will I just be a burden to hangout with. So i decide I will stay home and listen to the sound of my bones telling me. "Your better than this. After I am healed you will do great things!!." I sit as my bones tell me I'm worth more than i thought. So I make it thru the recovery prosses only to be thrown back into a society that puts down those dreams of being something great. I sit there wishing my bones would talk but the wound is healed and they are once again silenced, and now the old wound is open again. The wound of a creativety suppressing society!!!

And this is a little sample of my inner hipster slash deep thinker;)

I love this class

I LOVE this class!!!!

work hard

"Work hard and the world is yours" this is a lie!! There are people that already have the power to keep you from succeeding. Bit don't not work hard. Just know that you need more than just hard work.

The unknown

The unknown is terrifying and haunting!!!!
The unknown is something you can not change. It is what makes you question yourself and others. It will bring the worst thoughts about life, into your mind. There is nothing to stop them from entering. The thoughts will come and go, but never stop coming. You think you can figure out the unknown but you can't. You can plan for it for when it happens....... If it happens. It could have fur, it might have razor sharp claws, or even fly really fast and man I hope it dosent fly!!!! One day it will find you and you thought you were prepared but you were not. You thought it would be insignificant, but it's not. You won't know the unknown till you know the unknown.

who wore it best?

On tonight's' who wore it best Oscar edition. we have.
1.Witch of the north(me)
                &
2.Ellen Degeneress (host of the Oscars)

Feel free to vote.

differnt

Oh it's different you want? Ok let me give it a try

I'm different, yeah I'm different I'm different, yeah I'm different I'm different, yeah I'm different Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missin'! Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missin'! Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missin'! Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missin'! Middle finger up to my competition I'm different, yeah I'm different I'm different, yeah I'm different I'm different, yeah I'm different Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missin'! Verse 1 Pull up to the scene but my roof gone When I leave the scene bet ya boo gone And I beat the pussy like a new song 2 Chainz but I got me a few on Everything hot skipped luke warm Tell shawty buss it open off on a new song Got a present for the present in a gift wrapping I don't feel good but I'm trigga' happy Bet the stripper happy Bet the wizard had me And I wish a nigga wood like a kitchen cabinet And me and you are cut from a different fabric I'm fuckin so good it's a bad habit Bitch sit down you got a bad atti(tude) Gave her the wrong number and a bad addy You ain't going nowhere like a bad navi Ass so big I told her look back at it Look back at it Look back at it Then I put a fat rabbit on a Craftmatic I am so high... attic I am so high like a attic Chorus Verse 2 2 Chainz got your girl on the celly And when I get off the celly I made her meet at the telly When she meet at the telly I put it straight in her belly When it go in her belly, it ain't sh*t you can tell me Hair long, money long Me and broke niggas we don't get along Hair long, money long Me and broke niggas we don't get along I paid a 1, 000 dollars for my sneakers Ye told ya, a 100k for a feature Eee-err Eee-err, sound of the bed Beat it up, beat it up, then I get some head Well I might get some head, then I beat it up I don't give a fuck, switch it up, nigga live it up Yeah it's going down, she get up Might valet park a Brinks truck