“HIP-HOP NEVER DIED, IT WAS BURIED ALIVE. IF YOU PUT YOUR EAR AGAINST THE GROUND YOU CAN HEAR THE UNDERGROUND SOUNDS.”
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March 2011
February 2011
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“Things don’t go wrong and break your heart so you can
become bitter and give up. They happen to break you down and build you up so you can be all that you were intended to be.” —Samuel Johson (via quote-book)
become bitter and give up. They happen to break you down and build you up so you can be all that you were intended to be.” —Samuel Johson (via quote-book)
Part of Tumblr
Part of Tumblr
Look at this site, isn’t it neat?
Wouldn’t you think that this dashboard’s complete?
Wouldn’t you think I’m the girl.
The girl who blogs… everything?
Look at this trove, treasures untold.
How many wonders can one Tumblr hold?
Looking around here you think.
Sure, reblog everything.
I’ve seen memes and hipsters aplenty.
Reblogged graphics and text posts galore.
You want messages? I’ve got twenty!
But who cares, no big deal.
I want more…
I want to be where the hipsters are.
I want to see, want to see them bloggin’.
Putting some pics in their; What do you call it? Oh queue.
Facebook and MySpace won’t get you far.
Friends are required for liking, commenting.
When they start creeping then you just… what’s that word again? Block.
Up where they like, where they reblog.
Where they have Caturday and Sundog.
Signup is free.
Wish I could be.
Part of Tumblr.
What would I give if I could live without these errors?
What would I pay to spend the day scrolling my dash?
Bet David Karp, he has a heart.
Bet he won’t reprimend his followers.
Bright young hipsters, don’t need misters.
Forever alone.
I’m ready to know what those hipsters know!
Ask them my questions and get some answers!
What is breathing? And what is… what’s the word? Air?
When’s it my turn.
Wouldn’t I love.
Love to like, follow and reblog.
Out of Facebook.
Wish I could be.
Part of Tumblr.
Lmao. It’s cute tho
It’s time to forgive, forget, and move on.
“Do people really still do this? Do people really use other people for other things by playing the love game. The lie you made me believe in was great, it sucked that I had to find out the truth the hard way. Seeing you flirt with other guys in front of me was too much. After all of these things…”
—via (yourdailytrash)
“Life perfect
Ain’t perfect
If you don’t know what the struggle’s for
Falling down ain’t falling down
If you don’t cry when you hit the floor
It’s called the past cause I’m getting past
And I ain’t nothing like I was before
You ought to see me now…” —Lesson Learned- Alicia Keys
Ain’t perfect
If you don’t know what the struggle’s for
Falling down ain’t falling down
If you don’t cry when you hit the floor
It’s called the past cause I’m getting past
And I ain’t nothing like I was before
You ought to see me now…” —Lesson Learned- Alicia Keys
