"Cheerios and Jello: A Brooklyn Street Art Retrospective" #streetart #yourguessisasgoodasmine #fuckitwhatever (at East Williamsburg, Brooklyn)

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"Cheerios and Jello: A Brooklyn Street Art Retrospective" #streetart #yourguessisasgoodasmine #fuckitwhatever (at East Williamsburg, Brooklyn)

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the-sparkbeat this is as good as it’s gonna get there were supposed to be hands (or you know. lack thereof) but I can’t look at it for another second because fFffufuucckkkkkk sorry
Don't! Network or work or anything, just don't #whososerious #takeiteasy #fuckitwhatever #joker
What ever happen to you & Alex ?
he left me to chase him and i wasnt going to go through this again. dont get me wrong i loved alex, he was my bestfriend. in fact, sometimes i catch myself thinking that we are especially around the holidays when im shopping and i see something he'd like, or when i pass by his house on my way home from karate or when im running in fdr. sometimes i get hit with a memory of him and i think i should text him, but then i get slapped with reality. the reality that he was the one that left me, i tried to stay, i really did. but he wanted me to go, i was sorry he had little girlfriend issues over a picture of us, but im not sorry anymore. if he can drop me, then i should be able to drop him too. i should have known everyone leaves eventually, even him. i guess being there since day 1 for him, and helping him with whatever, and our memories didnt mean as much to him as it did for me.Â