1. 'Drop a Dime' Lisa, Australian Graffiti writer from 1987

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    2 weeks ago  /  3 notes  /  Source: natalie-easton

  3. first piece i did on my own was back in 2000, it was in june i think. so ive been painting graffiti for 14 years now. never really had any big troubles with cops, once i fell in a yard and hurt my ribs, but it wasnt a big deal. ive dropped out of the college, met some bad people and end up with bad habits and addictions cause of this silly game :) but thats nothing compared to all the nice things ive expirienced through my graffiti lifestyle.

    and now, 14 years later i spend my days in bed cause of a broken spine, luckily i can walk, but im wearing some silly plaster corset. i did some nice outlines just before my fall tho :)

    prevod: pao sam 26.07, sjebo 2 lumbalna prsljena (L1 i L2) al eto srecom nisam ostao u kolicima. sad smrdim danima u ovom gipsanom korzetu, jos mjesec dana cu ga nosit najmanje ja mislim. poslije toga fizikalne i sta vec ide, sad sam hodajuca vremenska prognoza :) a vani sunce grijjeeee, ubilo se za crtanja, al jebat ga, stajetuje yo! bice ok.

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    3 months ago  /  3 notes  /  Source: back-on-stage

  7. [Verse 3]
    So fuck needles, fuck smoke
    Fuck lines that make the sinus choke
    Fuck chasers, trails, fuck raves and rails
    Fuck hangovers, fuck hallucinations
    Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA tracing
    Blind my insight and dull the common sense
    Give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence
    Built a tolerance, now it’s more that I consume it
    When it boards up my room, the world’s whores will croon in unison
    Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages read euthanasia, i.e. irony
    But here I be within a pool of my drool
    Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life overdose
    Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild style
    I’ll promise I’ll smile
    And check the floor, God’s got nice tile
    Tell Jacob Miles to keep that shit wild style
    And I’ll smile
    And check the floor, God’s got nice tile

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  9. ratsandkats:

#cargo

    ratsandkats:

    #cargo

    4 months ago  /  19 notes  /  Source: ratsandkats