Shanti’s Dispatches

i didn’t notice

grant me some fuckin immunity in every ghetto community.

im birthin em free & livin em proud ’til the day i die.

with her lies & these lame plans 4 the future.

you might be walking down the street on some idle tuesday and BE RUN OVER BY A FUCKING BUS.

hate on me if you wanna for reminding you, bitches.

i’ve got a first-class ticket to ride. sexy people only plz

… let’s hope …

don’t you feed me lines about some idealistic fucking future …

September 13th - Tupac

March 9 - Notorious B.I.G.

July 3 - Jim Morrison

Dec 18 - Chris Farley

still collecting more of these

don’t even think of trying it manual-style. we’ll throw you a motherfucking rope bitch.

yeah yeah yeah the conservative nazis tell tall tales of the fall of man and the rise of divorce

in a culture where divorce is forboten …

just look in the eyes of some girl you totally destroyed (who you didn’t realize was married) and you’ll see the equivalent of a sad slave staring back at you, tethered to some legal document & a faded quixotic reaction.

this crushed me like a motherfucker in portland

say your shit for real …

i want to hear the shadow in you voice.

the quiver in your smile.

don’t hide behind the word. your time is near, don’t fear.

i’d break you in half but i’d rather you break me in two.