Thursday, September 30, 2010
Hold on
This may hurt you when I tell you of the truth
We don't get two lives to live
It's true
The only fault I've found in you is not being free to take what I would give
Hold on
You weren't meant to suffer so very long
Leaving love that's gone has never been a sin
Hang tight
The only fault you have tonight is shutting down so cold 'til I break in
I think this may have been a impulse purchase
I mean I really wanted this backpack. I've even blogged about me wanting it; remember when I mentioned I saw it at the Mishka booth in Vegas. Then I hit up Shogun to see if they could order that joint for me. Well, on some last second shit,
But dude, I don't even wear backpacks lol.. like, I haven't since about 5th grade, seriously. and plus, this one's kinda loud? Shit still looks nice though... and it is good quality bag .. So fuck it, I guess I do now.
I wore it for the first time today and I felt all of 8 years old.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Okay, FINALLY
It's a MUST SEE!
CLICK HERE to peep it
partial reasons why my weekend was sooOo crazy. Cause UK was working efficiently bagging and tagging shirts. About 20 hours of labor; Straight sweatshop action. Shoutouts to everyone who helped. Btw, I'm sure that inventory count is cut in half.
My personal favorite
And AJ super boss hoggin'. I don't think anyone's topped his order.
#BOSS
To see what all the fuss is about:
see the UNKOMMON KOLOR BLOG or ONLINE STORE
8:44pm
MORGARRUYA doesn't get sick, so what the fuck is going on? I DON'T KNOW.
I'm one of those stick-it-out; fuck-the-medicine chickas. &Yeah, this time around has proven to be a very progressive failure. I feel like the essence of death. I've been really Rick Rossing my voice, lately. I called Khelsea and Jasmine just so they can hear me talk. Plus, I hooped the other night and actually ran some games. A motherfucker is sore. in the most awkward places. Like my wrist. It hurts to change the channel.I've never been sick like this. with a cold, where all I really want to do is just lay in bed. Like if I was employed, I would really want to call in sick. never mind.
but I'm about to skittle pop the fuck out of these Zyrtecs.
I'm one of those stick-it-out; fuck-the-medicine chickas. &Yeah, this time around has proven to be a very progressive failure. I feel like the essence of death. I've been really Rick Rossing my voice, lately. I called Khelsea and Jasmine just so they can hear me talk. Plus, I hooped the other night and actually ran some games. A motherfucker is sore. in the most awkward places. Like my wrist. It hurts to change the channel.I've never been sick like this. with a cold, where all I really want to do is just lay in bed. Like if I was employed, I would really want to call in sick. never mind.
but I'm about to skittle pop the fuck out of these Zyrtecs.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
A lot of us, myself included, don’t realize the world we’re living in. If you are a wealthy white European/American man with strong biceps and beautiful blue eyes, you may be able to get away with and disregard what a feminist is and what they’re all about because it’s understood that you never had or will have to be faced with oppression. But for the rest of us of different races, ethnicity/nationalities, gender, sexual orientation, religions, and any other sort of cultural background from both nation and worldwide, feminism pertains to you. We all make the mistake that feminism can be quickly summed up to the generalization of angry/manly, husky type middle-aged white woman who strongly want to protest and challenge the under-estimated low standards of the theory, achievements, and power of women deliberated by men and the self-appointed authority they’ve given themselves. This is actually pretty true, but conclusively that only covers a small branch of goals hoped to be reached. First, feminists are both women and men. Secondly and overall, the fight to end oppression isn’t just for white women, minority women, or women at all. Feminism is the movement for social, political, and economical equality of women and men alike. These status quos developed and enforced by cultural watchdogs are pinning the very essence of humanity and it’s entirety to the walls and on the ground. The objective is to tear down the walls OUR world has corrupted.
I wonder if this made sense.
I wonder if this made sense.
Tonight at the fair, this girl who looked justttttt like Hayley Williams started hitting on me. Just like her. down to the attire. with Blondish hair.
Have I mentioned before that I probably get hit on by girls equally as much as I do from guys? (This is me NOT being boastful). Funny thing is, she was white. first one, ha. She told me I was hot. Nicee.
No, I did not give her my number. I thanked her for the complements and interest in me and backed out the conversation. She seemed cool though. She kept trying to fan me back over to her booth.
Moving along
12:03am
I swear all I've been wanting to do is blog. That's the first thing I did when I walked through the door just now. Lies, I looked at my new backpack first, then I went straight to my blogspot. Didn't even check facebook.
Motherfuckers don't know how busy I've been. I don't think I've sat down since friday afternoon. In fact, I haven't used my personal computer since then, and THATS a definite record. I have soOo many stories and shit to tell/post ...but I'll go ahead and post some sex stuff first to entertain you meanwhile, and plus posting pictures and stuff is quick.
feels good to be back.
I know you guys keep routinely checkin the site and nothing news up.. then you slowly start less checking it. Don't do that. Let's get back in the whirl of things.
Motherfuckers don't know how busy I've been. I don't think I've sat down since friday afternoon. In fact, I haven't used my personal computer since then, and THATS a definite record. I have soOo many stories and shit to tell/post ...but I'll go ahead and post some sex stuff first to entertain you meanwhile, and plus posting pictures and stuff is quick.
feels good to be back.
I know you guys keep routinely checkin the site and nothing news up.. then you slowly start less checking it. Don't do that. Let's get back in the whirl of things.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
The Hardest of Hearts
There is love in your body but you can't hold it in
It pours from your eyes and spills from your skin
Tenderest touch leaves the darkest of marks
And the kindest of kisses break the hardest of hearts
There is love in your body but you can't get it out
It gets stuck in your head, won't come out of your mouth
Sticks to your tongue and shows on your face
That the sweetest of words have the bitterest taste
Darling heart, I loved you from the start
But you'll never know what a fool I've been
Darling heart, I loved you from the start
But that's no excuse for the state I'm in
There is love in our bodies and it holds us together
But pulls us apart when we're holding each other
We all want something to hold in the night
We don't care if it hurts or we're holding too tight
My heart swells like water as weight
Can't stop myself before it's too late
Hold on to your heart
'Cause I'm coming to take it
Hold on to your heart
'Cause I'm coming to break it
Hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on
Florence is that nigga
Thursday, September 23, 2010
I need, I need
Goodness, this Hello Kitty one is to die for!
O_O
I won't even touch on this
The boysz at ShoGun as of right now, are the only retailers I know in Texas to grab a hold of these 180-250 dollar necklaces and put them up for purchase.. and apparently to be on their team, you have to own one, yourself. They were so kind to throw 'em on me for a flick. Magical.
That right there is $970, pfft
Now run along, children. Go google POW chains if you aren't familiar already
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Hey Morgan, why'd you leave SFA?
For fear of Mad Cow disease; niggas foaming at the mouth.
These niggas look like the 28th day.
This picture was taken at the INFAMOUS Cinco Polo Kappa whatever party.. Yes, I was there, God Forbid. Probably the biggest party/fuck-up of a party I've been to in life. That night was probably the craziest I had in school cause it was never ending for soO many reasons-- not to mention that there were guys like the ones above stomping people and running around with guns. literally.
And this is also an excellent example of why I refuse to wear Ralph Lauren Polo. because black people dumb it down. I haven't wore a thread since Junior year 2007, and it will remain that way.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
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