NO, I WON’T BELIEVE THAT THIS IS ALL I’M NOT HAPPY, I’M NOT FREE PAY CHECK TO PAY CHECK, LIVING FOR WHAT EVERY NIGHT I GET DRUNK TO GERT SUNK I NEED ACTION, WON’T TAKE NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE IT WON’T WORK, WON’T WORK NO MORE I KNEW WHAT I HAD WHEN I GREW UP I KNOW THAT IT REALLY SUCKED NOW I’M A SLAVE TO THE SAME LIES IF I DON’T GET OUT I’M GONNA DIE I NEED ACTION, WON’T TAKE NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE IT WON’T WORK, WON’T WORK NO MORE CONTROL, CONTROL FOR WHO, FOR WHAT? I’M NO ROBOT, THEY CAN GET FUCKED REACTION’S MASOCHISM THIS CAN’T LAST I NEED TO LIVE, I NEED IT NOW I NEED ACTION, WON’T TAKE NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE IT WON’T WORK, WON’T WORK NO MORE

“You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.” -Camus

from dehumanization to cheesesteak consumption, for the benefit of hunger and its destruction, flour is power, steaks are the law of the land…

WARNING: Cheesesteaks will turn you into an alien.

i’m counting lincolns and staring at the moon…

walk through the filth you will find me there…

COPPERS! WHAT DO THEY DO?! PIGS!! THEY JUST HASSLE YOU!!

understand we’re fighting a war we can’t win, they hate us we hate them…

“Mon enfant! I give you my hand! I give you my love, more precious than money, I give you myself, before preaching or law; Will you give me yourself? will you come travel with me? Shall we stick by each other as long as we live?” – Walt Whitman, From Song of the Open Road

a day in the life, take 3

Above the blue and windy sea When I come home to you, San Francisco, Your golden sun will shine for me!


even if I do live in Oakland now…

“You better listen to me ‘Cause I’m gonna tell you, son Don’t give away your love And don’t give away your sweat Because a girl can’t know you And a boss can’t afford you…” -minutemen

ps. party with me punker.

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