365 Day 236*
Hey Ryan, how many times are you going to lie down in the motherfucking street and take another self-portrait?
Well bitchhole, I’ll do it as many times as I want. And this time, you get to see my dirty-ass grey socks.
I don’t wear white socks. I actually threw all of my white socks in the trash like about a week ago.
Which reminds me, I need to do my laundry. I had the whole entire weekend to do my laundry and guess how much of it got done?
Not one non-white sock.
And since I threw all of my white socks out, I’m beginning to run out of grey and black socks. I think I’m officially as of today out of non-white socks. Now I have to start wearing dress-up socks up to my knees like a fucking douche-fuck.
I digress, the shot at hand is a picture of me **floored** smoking a fatty in the middle of the street in front of my apartment.
Have you ever met anyone that all at once runs into you like a train wreck collision crash course for WOW?
I mean I see sometimes dozens, hundreds, or thousands of people per day in my travellings. But sometimes you come across somebody that just fucking wipes the slate clean and throws you for a fuck-loop around a non-existent sphere into the planet Neptune.
I love when I ramble and make no sense.
And those of you that actually are brave enough to read this far and give a fuck what I’m saying are true superstars. I mean like seriously I would high five all of you (and then say “too slow” and pull away when you tried to return the favor).
Whoop there it is! (I don’t know why I just said that, I just felt I had to end this and that is the only thing that popped in my head).
Location: in front of my apartment in the middle of the street; Alameda, California
Taken: July 29th, 2009
Posted: August 2nd, 2009