January 2012
2 posts
November 2011
2 posts
“I have no mercy or compassion in me for a society that will crush people, and...”
– Malcolm X (via knowapower)
September 2010
1 post
i swear i can feel the ghosts of those who lived there before me. its like they rubbed all of the wounds into, then turned all the salt to paint
April 2009
5 posts
6 tags
Crack fiend battles crack fiend for the right and privilege to cut the grass in the drug dealer’s yard.
Dealer: I don’t want no trouble in my place.
Fiend1: but I was there first.
Fiend2: no way! I see when you come up the hill.
Fiend1: Where you was? Where you was?
Fiend2:
Laughing
Fiend2: Daddy just give me the job man. Mister not ready yet.
Fiend1: Hell wit you.
Dealer: when...
Rum shop bursting with liquor fiends.
ShopKeeper: make up your mind pure. Beer or harders?
Pure: lemme open my eyes with a harders.
Fiends erupt in raucous laughter.
Fiend1: Pure you was taking a rest man?
Shopkeeper: ya pure was hiding in a computer
Pure: ya on the net man.
He drinks it down in one gulp and takes another.
Pure: man cannot walk on one foot.
Fiend2: better believe that...
June 2008
1 post
April 2008
1 post
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