people call us renegades 'cause we like living crazy.

Tokujin Yoshioka x Hermes Tokyo.

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week old anything.

this is, if not more. never good.

bare with me while I collect my thoughts.

Never satisfied to go forth a week without anything to look forward to. Perhaps E.A.P. will get me through, joined by the hard concrete.

hey emo! need a hug?

what is this? does this involve cut wrist/throat stuff??

I posted this picture because if you are EMO, and you didn't find this picture humorous, you might as well slit your wrist and don't run across the street but down the road.

Some emo's I've met in my life are sad over absolutely nothing and act as if their lives blow. You wanna be sad over something, start using heroine for a couple of years, lose your family, friends, freedom, and most of all yourself. Then you've got something to be sad about. I think anyone born in America, has the oppurtunity to become successful, some more than others, but essentially everyone has the right to be happy, or get yourself there some way or some how.

Anyways, Enjoy slitting your wrist while I shit on the earth and enjoy being me.
-anon.

- kind of woman.

Keepin' the casual... casual. Content from the bare minimum, the less complicated, the necessities. Low to no expectations; the perks of the dating game, chase to the apex.

'No one is ever too busy, they're just too busy for YOU. Even the President of the United States makes time everyday to have dinner with his wife and kids. She does believe in love (even if she doesn't know it yet) she just isn't in love with you.'   

"Basic Principles - no matter what, no
matter when, no matter who... any man has a chance to sweep any woman off her feet; he just needs the right broom." -Hitch.

Hold yourself well, you will be carried just as. Apply yourself in what matters, and surround yourself with positivity. Let's all live with less debauchery. Converse with those of knowledge, be not the smartest one in your group.  
-x

this place is a little crowded...

December remember? Isn't that how it goes? Damnnn, where the fuck has the year gone? It's absurd that there are only 24 hours to a day. Never enough, never satisfied. As I type, Death Cab is playing on my newly re-downloaded iTunes, maybe I'll give it another chance, since I don't do that often and shouldn't. Go figure and apply. Memory lane, I love and hate. Those who matter, we are making them. Total revelry, w/my handful of friends:

 

 

 'Can I get more of like everything? Max it out.'  

also, avid readers, check out my amazing friend,Raniel. 

[Outfit details: F21 acessories, Lace bandeau, Urban Outfitters, Tank, Silence & Noise. Leather waist belt, K. Tri-blend leggings, American Apparel. Boots, Vintage. Nails, Wild Fuschia.]

what could've been, HAHA.

HAHA wow... yess.
Source: wtf?

youth.

Summer nights; I miss.

Destination; NY, IL, CA, Canada.

Ban; online shopping.
Dance; www.sorealdancestudio.com
Movie; New Moon.

RIP; Daul Kim.

 

it's lonely at the top.

Essentially we go day to day striving for that thing we yet to have/reach, it's like fuel for life. What else are we working for? To better ourselves, to kill time, to raise a family, or just to get by, either way, we all are striving.

Better yet, what happens when we do get everything we want?

diggin' this shit.

Christmas is 'round the corner ain't it?

one of those, 'I thought I had a clever title, but totally forgot it' deal.

Prolonging this 'growing older' acceptance is getting harder. It's time where I take the wheel. Responsibilities, etc. Hasn't everyone heard the speech the mothers preach? 21 years later, I hear ya! And I just don't hear you, I feel you, and like you, I'm ready to take on my adventures. I'm not sure I know exactly where I'm going with this... but I hope you guys are enjoying my guest blogs. They are awesome! Keep it safe.

The game

First off forget what you think you know about women, you don't know shit. Hell women don't even know women. I don't even know women. My names Xtina and I like women, I guess that makes me a lesbian.

When first getting a girls #, you can't even call her the first day because that makes you look desperate. Well shit, maybe women need to realize, hey maybe the guys just nice and actually interested in me. You have to act like your busy, and call her the next day or a couple of days afterwards. This creates tension, and not just women but people, love emotions, or tension, or feelings, or whatever the fuck you want to call it.

Do you know why women go shopping? If you think its to impress men, you're sadly mistaken. Women go shopping to look good, to stand out, against other women.

Being beautiful is important to a women so, if your really interested in a women, make her feel like she needs to impress you. Make comments about her appearance, and how she can improve.

Fuck the flowers, and chocolates. You might think your being sweet but its just cheesey nowadays.

If you really want to get a womens attention, surround yourself with beautiful women. The best way I can explain this is monkey see monkey do. When a women sees a man with beautiful women all the the she subconsciously thinks, "hey this guy must have something of value".

Also, You've got to be the Alphamale. Show dominance over everyone else around you. Be the leader of the group.

Thats all I've got for now. I'm coughing up blood, so until next time. Xtina is not really a lesbian and thank god I can remain anonymous.

listen, that's all you gotta do doo.

via: WTH?!!

say my name.

I'm going to do this the right way.

Just for kicks,
I miss my summer weekends.

bon voyage.

10.01.-10.04.
Destination: Las Vegas, Nevada. Vision Expo 2009. 

Let's prevail this city. But of course, life does not like to coincide with me, I turn 21 the following week. On a brighter note, all expense paid at only the most fabulous Wynn Hotel could turn things around.

football revision.

'09-'10 NFL season kicked off tonight in Pittsburgh, PA. This should be a real interesting year since I will be doing Fantasy Football for the first time. Good luck to all teams out there. Cheers to a fantastic year! 

Seriously, Troy Polamalu is a beast. Chris Johnson's knee is fail. Hines Ward stopped smiling. Til NFL Sunday!

Final: Titans 10 Steelers 13

it could be that beautiful, supernova.

"And I feel like taking off
Let me be your supernova
Before you make the biggest mistake of your life
Just give me the chance to get it right, get it right."

-As grown as you may be, you're never that much wiser than the person neighboring you if you can't make your own choices. Choose your own cup of tea. Not what he-said-she-said.

-'Stalking the "new girl's" (or ANY girl's for that matter) MySpace/Facebook/Twitter/etc. is NEVER a good idea. If she's ugly, remember he's still with her and NOT u. And if she's pretty, remember she still ain't you. And no matter how happy they may seem, they still don't hold a candle to what u guys had.' -Abi.

-'Expect the best, be prepared for the worst, fuck what others think, & do your own thing.'

-Let the truth surface. No need to be polite, let's keep it real.

Life gives you plenty of opportunities, take them all. What have you got to lose? Excuses are just EXCUSES. Don't be a coward.

Last quarter of the year, season of love, holidays, beautiful weather, beautiful people in layers, cold slaps of wind in your face, egg nog, apple cider, Christmas trees, snow, bliss, like I said, season of LOVE.

[Outfit details: MickeyMouse crew, F21. Boots, CR. Denim Shorts, PRPS. Nails, OPI. Rings, Vintage.]

-X

Set phasers to Fag Pants: Pew Pew

First off, I’m not X, I’m a guest blogger that was asked to update this and sorry if this steers away from the other beautiful posts =).  I think someone was lazy….jk.

Back to business…..Fag Pants.  Settle down now, I know what you are thinking, “What the hell are fag pants?” “What’s your angle Kevlar??”   Well my friends, grab your self a cold one, buckle up, and get ready to be slightly offended.  The seatbelt is for my safety, not yours.

So my motives for making this blog are to inform you guys about the dangers of fag pants, or more commonly known as Capri pants.  What are Capri pants?  Capri pants are a result of a regretful drunken night where Mr. Shorts got a little too close to Ms. Pants’ inseam.  For you slower people out there that didn’t get it, Capri pants are pants that are ¾ the length of normal pants.

Capri pants are used in modern society to enhance the gayness for guys.  Oh crap, that was kinda rude, let me be more sensitive, It makes you more faggy.  So guys, save your self the embarrassment and cover up those pasty legs of yours. 

“Kevlar, you are so harsh, it’s not that bad!”  You know what, you are right, they aren’t that bad……on girls…..and even then it’s just kinda cool.  You may also say, “Dude, the Hulk wears Capri’s and he would totally kick your ass!”  Correct you are, but he ended up with Capri’s after he exploded in manly rage, and if you didn’t just bust out in manly rage like the hulk you shouldn’t be wearing Capri’s. 

So in conclusion, if you think either Capri’s are short pants, or long shorts…..I still think you are gay for wearing them….unless of course you are the hulk.  Not to be confused with this one, although very incredible:

Thats my rant for today.

-Kev_Lar

aimer et plus.

Love is a beautiful thing, learn to love. Instead of putting up walls, I'm easing them down. I'm open and allowing feelings to fill the gaps, mend the wounds, and work its magic. Don't give up, love yourself, no one else can love you as much. Love looks good on me.
"All things make sense; you just have to fathom how they make sense."

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My life has been short but I have already learned quite a bit about love... Not through personal experience, but more through seeing others I know love. Some love and lose, some lose someone they might have loved and luckily some love each other forever. I think about that one or many loves constantly, always hoping I don't miss my chance. My fear of never finding that love has made me create an unattainable goal in my head: find the perfect guy you will find the perfect relationship and you will get the perfect life. That whole scenario is what I've been looking for.

But I have realized That kind of perfectness does not exist in a person. It exists in a connection, a relationship. That is what love is. Love is that person who isn't necessarily perfect, but it perfect for you. They say real love comes when you aren't searching for it. I used to think that it was absurd to say that because most everyone is searching for love; and many do find it. But of all those people I know, who I've watched love, though it may not have lasted forever, I've realized one thing. They all loved. There isn't a person I know who could end their life saying they haven't loved. The moment I realized that was the moment I stopped searching. I stopped searching for that perfect guy, for that perfect relationship, for that perfect life. I've never been in love. But I am waiting for it. No longer searching. Waiting, because I know it will come.

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-X

as this one ends.. til next season.

As Summer comes to its bitter end, it's only natural to wonder what could have happened and what could have been different. Another 3 months of extremity, this will not be forgotten. New friendships, new adventures, new loves, new day.. inevitable things that matter and will remain a memory. Acquiring what I've been taught and the best of my knowledge, I took a challenge, a challenge at life. Everyday I'm creating myself, everyday I fall in love, everyday I think about how blessed I am. Innumerable amount of laughters, tears of joy, and tears of what made me want to pull my hair out, gave me the handful of great friends I have today. Each and everyone one of them has something that pulls us closer, yet we all share a common ground, or language. DTF friends, I want to thank you for such a wonderful summer! Fall ain't ready, nor the cities we are going to conquer. Those that matter will remain. 'Underpromise and overdeliver.'

I yearn for you thru all seasons..
-eating all day, everyday.. must I say, eat WELL.
-Late night giggles.
-50+ comments on FB threads, or just a simple picture.
-DTF: dance, drunk, & what we don't confess to each other.
-Residing in Midtown.
-Les Grivals.
-Movie nights.
-Smoking.
-Turtle racing.
-Gringos margaritas.
-Graduation.
-One day trips.
-Buffets.
-Shopping.
-Beach and one day of swimming.
-Holy water.
-Ceasar getting hurt.
-Randomly rubbing people at the club.
-New people.
-Broken hearts.
-Hatin' and lovin' bitches.
-Keeping each other strong.
-Rainy days.
-Making mistakes.
-Learning.
-Being inspired.
-Freedom.
-Beautiful people.


-X

rainy mondays.

For a moment there I think I've lost myself.. I used to have something to look forward to every single day, and now I have nothing. Pure freedom and excitement got me through the days. Never did I waste my days thinking. I knew a little about everything, and a lot about nothing. Things were such a blur. Until I got kicked real hard by life, and now, now I'm here. Venting, blogging, diary, journal, life experiences, inspiration, whatever you want it to be, I'm here. I'm ready to love, love. Taking the scenic route versus the quicker route, strangers, beautiful people, bliss, the sun, the sky, green grass, fried chicken, lemon cake, gold, music on the radio, denim, and all other beautiful things in life that should be appreciated and noticed. I'm here for it all and found happiness within.
From one of my fav bloggers, "ever feel like ur soul is on fire? someone or something opens the door and ur smacked in the face with a passion for something u never knew u had? and u start to explore yourself more and u work harder at ur own happiness and realize that u were dead before. u were just floating on what u think u should be doing rather than what ur heart tells u to be doing.. u were just… existing?"

"if i’m going to be alive, i might as well be incredible. i want to do more than just exist."

-X