“Why did they challenge the 6 God?” I ponder to myself near a bathroom in a packed New York. Two minutes earlier I watched a drunk white girl try to Dab and fall down some steps on her way to the said bathroom. I ask myself “is this what happens when white privilege goes wrong?” I digress. I digress. This week has been a memorable one for hip hop. We learned that Kanye is changing the name of his album. We learned that Kanye somehow has gained owns hip of Wizard Khalifa’s son. #didntknowitwasthateasytobuyababy and we learned that Kanye might like fingers on his booty. Athough, I must admit that #KanyeAnalPlaylist would be lit. These are all things that make one go hmmmmm. Then Drake dropped summer sixteen. And we learned that Kanye has a smaller pool then Drake. My world has been has turned on its side. My new Hip Hop Mt. Rushmore is Drake, Drake, Drake, Drake and Ja Rule as the wildcard.
#fakelookawaychallenge
#hiphopmtrushmore
#summersixteen (at Baby’s All Right)
all trees are beautiful
That may be the best response ever
haha@soggiefries
Hollisters electricity bill must be like $1 a month
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me as a pilot
me: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your pilot speaking. Thank you for flying with United Airlines and oh wow that is a lot of buttons. That’s a lot of fucking buttons. Oh man
I went to smell my bra this morning to see if it was gross and for some reason the instructions got fucked up on the way from my brain and I ended up putting it to my ear and just listening to it for a second. Idk how my brain thought that would help, like if I could hear the ocean it’s time to put on a clean bra
concept: the earth decides that you have suffered enough. winter melts into spring, and with the regrowth of your mother’s flower garden, something warm inside of you wakes from a long sleep.