I am paralyzed

With my own inability to complete minor tasks.

I have street cred

I've been in jail.

Where's yours?

Here we are

Here we go. At the Wynwood Graffiti Tour

Yea, son.

Been spendin most my life livin in the hipster paradise...

Keep spendin most my time blowin lines with hipsters in paradise...

You want to tell me what this is all about?

As I walk through the valley of ironic mustaches
I take a look at my Pabst and realize there's not much left
Cause I've been smoking cigarettes and drinking so long that
Even my ma'ma thinks that my Polaroid pictures is raw...

But I ain't never wore a scarf that didn't match it
My converse get a little dirty?, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you dancin', and where you prancin'
Or you and your hipster friends might be asked to walk
I really hate to dip, but i gotta smoke
As they look I see myself in the mirror, fool
I'm the kinda hipster the little hipstees wanna be like
Skinny jeans on at night!
Drinkin cider in the street light

Been ridin fixed gear bikes livin in the hipster paradise...
Keep bummin cigs all day, showin off my hipster way of life...

Gunz yo

They said stick to your guns

But I only got the one.

I've got it pointed to my chest

And if you make a fucking move I'll make it dance til it goes

Click. Click.

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In the mail

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You. You. You. You don't make me happy. I make me happy. Being around you just makes all the other stuff go away. But happiness? No no, all mine. You. You. You. Who is this "you" I'm always talking about?

Undo your belt and drop your skirt, I want to see what's playing on your skin skin skin. Lift your shirt, bare your chest, I want to see what makes your blood go tick tick tick.

And now on glass 2.

Plug it in. Sync it up. True it. Fine tune it. This ride needs ear buds and a shot of caffeine. Espresso or Diet Pepsi? Coke is for people who give up on being awake. Push out, don't drag in. Take THAT home and smoke it: Bottle 2, glass 1. Yep.

Yep

No, it's not that I like you, exactly. I like you, inexactly. I'll let you look. I won't show you, you'll just have to see. What do you think, now? No, I won't linger, though I tend to keep my windows open. Let's feel the breeze, if only for a little bit.

Yes. The humidity. Breathe and get moist. Breathe. Just breathe. That's enough for me. Can you see me? Can you breathe me? Can you feel it? Prickles of hot not-so-summer nighttime dew in my hair. Wanna go for a picnic on the nape of my neck and look at the stars?

The constellations in your birthmarks are enough for me. No. No, no. That's enough.

Tea. Sleep. Dreams. Heavy breathing.

It's time for AC.

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SWM 23 - Seeking mutually beneficial relationship. Me: Can cook, multi-lingual, well-spoken, traveled, in shape, intuitive, eager to please, fine taste, artist, sense of humor. You: Single/Married Female, 20's-30's, Clean, well-groomed, healthy, wealthy, and bored.

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