And so she wrote a book....
The mind speaks.
What mind says to self.
What mind says to Anette Sandberg. &Some shared events. Or should I say moments. Moments is probably a more suitable word. Moments.
You know when you just look at a situation for time like dam. what did I get myself intoâ€™ ........I just blocked my aunties toiletâ€™
I canâ€™t wait to come back to london and tell all my friends about my crazy adventures in the states.
Over a nice...â€Ś
cup of *weed.
Nude women and roses just go well together so well.
A playful mind. In a playful city.
What about in a not so playful cityâ€Ś.
What about my ass.
I am Jeff LéFonque. -Jeff LéFonque
Eat fish and live.
[10/30/13 1:42:53 AM] Anette Something.: my cousin just told me some funny ass shit [10/30/13 1:43:02 AM] Anette Something.: he said he was with his friend when his friend w [10/30/13 1:43:09 AM] Anette Something.: and he just stopped the car [10/30/13 1:43:17 AM] Anette Something.: and he was like dude why did you stop driving [10/30/13 1:43:20 AM] Anette Something.: and he’s like [10/30/13 1:43:25 AM] Anette Something.: dure don’t you see the red lights [10/30/13 1:43:27 AM] Anette Something.: *dude [10/30/13 1:43:40 AM] Anette Something.: apparently this guy drives in gta like it’s real [10/30/13 1:43:49 AM] Anette Something.: slowly.. never crashes and stops on the light
was playing gta
I’m sorry. But at this moment in my life I just don’t give a fuck about typography rules.
Don’t hire me. That’s your business.
Corbusier was smart enough to know that contacts meant everything, so he surrounded himself with big, influential powerful people. Anette didnâ€™t have much of that, but she surrounded herself with cool minded people that added to her identity, people that expanded her world, for every person there was an extra piece to her world. But there were two especially.. those two gave her a rainbow.
Gin and kojo.
Gins special cake.
There will only ever be one.
Sirb gave her the clouds, rain that didnâ€™t make you wet, but made you feel. And birds that fluttered in the sky over those rainbows.
Yes there was more than one. Shutup.
The rainbows stood like pillars.
The entrance to her soul.
Possibilities are endless.
A conversation between two souls. The possibility of fate is slim Until youâ€™re in moments like this The possibility of anything and everything is always larger than what we expect it to be. Time will present itself and then we will see. or others will see. Unless you were raised by Albert Einstein And then people will see with new eyes. like going from ps1 to ps3 I was raised by god.
New slaves. New eyes.
“And this is my room -- and you’re all here -- and I’m not going to leave here ever, ever again, because I love you all! And ... oh, Auntie Em, there’s no place like home!” The Wizard of Oz, 1939.
Robert glasper - Of dreams to come.
So much unnoticed beauty. Undervalued.
Love what you gave birth to.
Donâ€™t let no one tell you yo baby ugly.
Itâ€™s 02:24 wednesday 30th october.
In the night fu.
And the complete opposite.
You cut me with your eyes. You saw. But you never knew what you were seeing.
My mission was never to sell. My mission was to be. And by being, I was contributing a new presence to the art scene. Me.
When things are different. Things are new.
Rearrange your living room completely and you will see what I mean.
Replace something and you will see what I mean.
But not all things can be replaced.
Itâ€™s okay. Iâ€™m used to girls being stupid.
You canâ€™t make jokes about weed when there is no weed.
A world within a world.
A dream within a dream.
All that ever mattered was survival.
[10/26/13 10:19:04 PM] Anette Something.: tomorrow we’re going to church [10/26/13 10:19:09 PM] Δ: oh fuck
So she drops out of uni. Runs away to new york for 3months. Does as many shoots as she can with all these big artists.. Networks the fuck out of new york. And then releases a massive book with two volumes to it, that sheâ€™s been working on for 1year and no one ever knew about.
Sad thing is. Money is like a microphone these days. And no one wants to pass the mic to the people that have real shit to sayâ€™
â€˜Cause not many are up for listening to real shit.
Maybe thatâ€™s why hip hop was made.
A way for people to express with or without a mic.
And share all the real shit, as much real shit as they wanted.
Real shit and what ever shitâ€Ś.
In the end was it really about what they had to say or just about being heard?
How can you even question that when we started what we started when no one was there to listen, when we were invisible and sometimes still are. Expression was the only one there to play with us on that playground. Well at least thatâ€™s how it started, but expression didnâ€™t play with us. We played with expression.
At the end of the day though everyone wants to be heard.
But not everyone wants to listen.
My mother always told me a thousand cheap market clothes will never be as good as one quality long-lasting piece.
And this could apply for anything.
A bushel and a peck.
Lonely and horney as always.
Let’s hope I won’t be in 2014.
Even the sun goes down.. Heroes eventually die. Horoscopes often lie. And sometimes why.. Nothing is for certain.. Nothing is for sure.. Nothing lasts forever. But until they close the curtain. Itâ€™s him and I. Aquemini. -Outkast
I don’t expect anything from you. I don’t want anything from you. I just want to do what I’m doing right now and I’m doing it right now.
â€œBehold, the only thing greater than yourselfâ€? Roots, 1976.
What if before the age of bodies we were all just souls. Bodies die. Souls donâ€™t. What if reincarnation is real.. And what we call de ja vu isnâ€™t de ja vu but simply remembering, recovering bits of memory from years and years ago. What if my soul knew your soul.. Before we even met in the form of bodies.
The movie: what love is.
The beauty of powerful dialogue.
I hate nosey people. That want to know everything. When youâ€™re in the middle of something.
Taste the rainbow.
You never expected this. None of us did. Not even me.
Give me fufu and I will swallow.
Some of you are so slow you wonâ€™t get most of this book.
I hate girls.
Girls are so slow sometimes and they listen to hip hop without even really listening to it.. Itâ€™s like all they hear is a cool beat &rhymes.
And they find it hard to shutup.
They look pretty though.
Iâ€™m a man woman.
That woman man.
Sometimes you have to give up a little ambition for family. And it’s one of the hardest things to do’ Because you don’t actually have to. But you do it because you love them.
Turning down one opportunity does not mean that there wonâ€™t be others.
God blessed me with more than a dream.
Everything happens for a reason.
Leave the judging to god.
This thing called love.
Leave all your burdens to god.
Do not mistake strong energy for sad energy.
The art of making shit happen.
Orange juice. With bits. (Puhh.. I hate bits.)
Drink to health.
I want to bask in your aura.
The calm and peaceful. Times.
There was a part of me that felt like.. Wow. Maybe this life is too good for me.
I looked into the mirror and saw my mothers face in mine.
Iâ€™ll enjoy it for the both of us mum.
I have no hate towards anyone, only love in my heart.
So for whatever you have done to me. I never hold grudges.
The past hurts. But holding onto the negativity from the past cannot in any way help positivity in the present and future.
We must swallow the pain. And the leave it behind us.
Babies in puke sauce.
“You Might Win” In the end There can be only laughter After the dance Lies a whole new chapter So never wait too long to try Cause you might You might win Love is all that we’re after Though we pretend There’s much more to capture These are sacred days Let’s make room for each other And let love have its way Have your fill of it’s wonder But never hold on too tight And you might You might win So never wait too long to try And you might you might win Never wait too long to try And you might win you might win Never wait too long to try Cause you might win -Kem
I had the best cheesecakes of my entire life today. And Iâ€™ve always hated cheesecake. Not in Manhattanâ€™
I move like a snail. Gently across the stream. Whatâ€™s important is getting to the other side.
I’m a good person. People just think I’m a bad person because they either see me chat too much sense or too much shit and they just can’t appreciate the balance.
I’m corny. But I don’t care. That’s how I was raised.
Raised to be corny.
It has now become clear to me that we do not really have anything to talk about. but because we do not speak does not mean that we cannot talk.
You want me to be like everyone else or like how you want so you hate me for not obeying you. Iâ€™m sorry about that. So.... Life goes on.
Without chatting shit once in a while or being open about ones crazy experiences or feelings towards something. Shit just becomes bleak.
Can I just be honest and say you look like a dumb fuck.
You look like a dumb fuck.
You dumb fuck.
Iâ€™m just playing.. What it is was one day on the london underground as I was sitting on the tube i was reading a newspaper and then i looked in front of me randomly only to see a poster that said the newspaper you are reading is rubbish. immediately i thought wtf.. how did you know. it felt like the poster kind of spoke to me and pride around in my business lol like it butted itself into what i was doing. i was trying or should i say i guess i am trying to create that effect or a similar one throughout this whole book.
Youâ€™re not really a dumb fuck.
Especially if you read this book to the end youâ€™re not.
I tried to make it easy for us dyslexic people.
I can’t say I’m really dyslexic for sure, but I’ve always felt like it.
Iâ€™ve read many books, but never a book from start to finish.
Apart from this one of course :p
And then she waved that wand and so it was.... To make use of ones power.. How can you not abuse it? How can you even abuse it.... ? Only when the power is restricting the freedom of another human can it be bad to abuse it. Or when you are being mean with no cause etc. and coersive power.
Art and art else.
Change is constant.
We are souls creating souls.
I thank the brilliant Araki for speeding up this Tokyo trip. Would of never decided to go so soon if it wasnâ€™t for that shot of owâ€™sexy art.
What does blood mean if the body is merely a suit....
Being and nothingness. -Jean-Paul Sartre
............This whole book is in the wrong order Just so you know.
........And then at that moment I knew.
It was he who she was in love with. It was he who put that smile on her face.
He put that smile on my face.
But why should I be jealous? Heâ€™s always been my friend and although I wanted more than that, It was only kept a thought.
Because, I thought that he would never want me to be anything more than a friend.
And maybe the time had presented itself. But I was afraid of our love interlocking. Still am.
I was afraid of the very thing I wanted more than anything else in the world.
With another. Man.
It’s 04:26 Wednesday, October 30th and I haven’t slept. I’m about to drink some coke. I will sleep when I make it. Oh wait that was a month ago. No, you know why? because there is no such thing as making it. Only progression my dear, only progression. And you can’t put a stop to progression otherwise there would be no progression. Without progression things only remain flat. Lift up the art.
Nothin but butt.
While Iâ€™m still alive please.
Make sure you didnâ€™t miss a page.
Fall until you fly. -Collard, LNIP
….or crack your head. -Anette Sandberg’s mind then said
I remember when I got my first pair of nike sneakers as a child. I had been waiting for them for so long, after getting the impression from the tv ads that if you had nike trainers “you could fly” I wanted to fly. So as soon as I got them, without a doubt in my mind I quickly put them on and ran outside, ran as fast as I could and jumped in the air. Because I believed in them so much I didn’t straighten my legs to prepare for a landing. So I fell straight onto my kneecaps and it hurt so bad and bled so heavily. Although I didn’t fly that day. It taught me what it really means to believe in something.
The diary of a young girl.
The diary of An Sandberg.
For every artist that lives and ever lived. Thank you ALL. For your contributions.
On air. OnOn air. Onair.air. On air.
Disney *on air.
We are all gods.
He said the bible said.
I donâ€™t know if itâ€™s the same in england, but the kids here are so rotten.
If you can tell me how tomatoes end up rotten, surely you can tell me how the kids do........
The passion of *pushing.
Iâ€™m still a woman. Just a woman with balls.
Donâ€™t make me feel bad for having fun.
I work all the time.
I am working.
<3//xxoojk jk nigga jk
ff swag swag dd gty bebe swag swag swag swag malfunction
e modern day philosopher.
I hope my family knows I really do love them.
Dear.......... I cannot expect you to like/love every single thing in this book. This book is called everything and everything else. And not everything in this world is loved. But not everything is hated either.
Nneka - Do you love me now?
Since weâ€™re quoting music....
Chet baker - Almost blue.
A *welcoming mind.
The british are coming.
Stones and bones.
We come out when WE’RE ready. &They’re never ready. Far from. But they always seem to catch up in the end’
Wanna do a shoot with han ga in.
Wildflower. Pecan beads.
The time of the cave men.
Can I chat shit for a second and say.. We are the universe.
Just cause it sounds cool. Thank you. Youâ€™re welcome.
These days I’ve been finding it harder to sleep.
Why is it you think?
Because I have a future to build and it’s not built yet.
It’s like when you’re editing a video and the video’s not finished yet.. It sucks going to sleep.
I want to finish building my future before I go to sleep. But just like that video.. Eventually I’m going to get so tired that I’ll just fall asleep..
And then continue the next day….
Until itâ€™s done.
And I make it sexy as fuck.
‘Cause I’m a g.
G stands for good girl.
Didnâ€™t you know?
The art of killing it. Having someone to kill.
Weâ€™re all trying to eat. But no oneâ€™s trying to get eaten.
Dreams that you do not wanna wake up from. -Daliya Nava
Thatâ€™s why I find it hard to sleep.
Everyday for me is a living dream.
No one understands what it’s like to be an artist but the artists. No one. It’s that deep. Read a book and you may come a little close. A book like this one of course. Oh wait, I don’t see one. Harhar harhar har.
You and I both know.
The future will prevail.
Everyone is entitled to their own opinions.
And just like you have yours. I have my own opinions.
People are out to get each other.. When in the end weâ€™re all in the same team, weâ€™re all aiming for the same goal, we want the same things.
In the same team, but no
A game of musical chairs.
ot on the same team.
I am a plant. Water me and I will grow. Donâ€™t water me and the rain will.
Please love me.
I said the magic word.
You expect too much.
You expect too much.
You expect too much.
You expect too much. You expect too much. You expect too much.
You human ass fuck.
You think you know the half.
e whole, but you donâ€™t even know
I love you.
Did I ever tell you that?
Well Iâ€™m telling you now.
I love you.
Have you ever actually told yourself I love you?
Count how many people youâ€™ve told I love you too.
Count how many times.
And now count how many times youâ€™ve told yourself you love yourself.
“Gotta love the one you’re with.”
Can we please pause and listen to that song real quick....
The Isley Brothers - Love The One Youâ€™re With
Leave the fucking book and play that shit.
â€œdoodoodoodoo doodoopdodo dowoopdodo
This is like my soul in a book.
Don’t be a boring old lass now.. People that take shit too seriously and can’t loosen up and appreciate a bit of good harmful fun’
Few care. Life continues regardless. I never stop. So progression never stops.
Claiming your place in the art world nowadays is not far from a game of musical chairs.
Everything is debatable. So please shut up and just continue reading.
Thinking it and saying it are two different things and vice versa. So is saying it and doing it.
Whether we are mentally free or not.
Doesnâ€™t change the fact thatâ€Ś.
There are always bills to pay and always things to buy that need to be bought.
Get rich, or cry trying.
What I really meant to say was.... Get *love, or cry trying.
For some reason a piece of paper and copper are worth more than the living organisms who created it.
If I didn’t make sense and sounded dumb I don’t care too much right now, I have somewhere I need to be and no time to google shit’
“Oh you’re famous.” Says the mind. “So you’re sexy.” Says everything else.
The art of floating.
Sensitive ass niggas.
“Drop to your knees for a god. Drop to your knees for a god.. It’s not that baad….” -LNIP
Monstamann. Monster poo.
Baby rats on the train track.
If the body is merely a suit.. We should be able to make love to each other with nothing more than our eyes.
For god loved her so muchâ€Ś. That she sent all the right people into her life.
And even the wrong people were the right people.
Because they all contributed to steering her in the right direction.
Life is only hard meat if you treat it that way. Treat it like pancakes and it will be a lot easier to chew.
The right time. The right place. And the right person.
Been so long since I had apple juice.
Ah, conversations with the mind.
Arenâ€™t I wonderful for this though.
Carlton dance if you know itâ€™s true.
Canâ€™t see you carlton dancing though bitch.
Bitch do the carlton dance.
Get jiggly with it.
CARLTON DANCING COLLAGE
I know thereâ€™s a mini carlton in there likeâ€Ś.
I bet Iâ€™ll read this book when Iâ€™m older like haha. good times:p
And then Iâ€™ll smile. And hopefully next door in the other room will be my husband and kid/kids.
Lord bless me with that life.
Am I a sinner? Or am I just an angel caught up in a web of sin.
And arizona fruit punch.
If you see anette with a tv itâ€™s either just for decor or an installation art.
The art of installation.
The mind is the god of your earth.
Of your world.
00:04 I look in the mirror and smile because I am aware that this book is so awesome.
Artists always look like they make more money than they actually make.
The art of putting things together.
With good taste *important.
So not everything went exactly as planned.
Use it as fuel to create an even better one.
When you want to do one thing so bad you will be fixated on that, and blinded from all the other ideas, because you think youâ€™ve already found the best idea.
Now itâ€™s time to find the best idea.
Engine engine number 9â€Ś.
Time. Money. And energy.
Chocolate banana flakes.
Life is fear factor.
And coke. Thereâ€™s never not coke. This is Anette weâ€™re talking about.
On a hammock.
Somewhere in brazil.
You chase your dreams only to find out that there was never really anything to chase. It was all just about living.
As an artist we are always saying something with our art. But we donâ€™t always know exactly what we are trying to say. Our best art is typically triggered by impulse and then we figure out what we are trying to say afterwards. Or we leave it as it is for it to be whatever you make of it.
Talk may be cheap. But not when youâ€™re talking about expensive things.
We never thought that we could take it this far.
Progression is a beautiful thayng..
Must we always make sense?
No restrictions. No limitations. A free mind..
Life is fear factor.
I donâ€™t go on xvideos.com anymore. I go on balmain.com
Rest is not optional. As much as you may wish…..
Sooner or later……..
Sometimes when you think you’re ready. You’re far from.
The truth is basic.
Sometimes you forget, only to remember.
Don’t allow people’s compliments to go to your head and don’t let their criticisms get to your heart. -Craig Mitch.
By the way.. Most of this book is in the wrong order.
Just so you know.
Stuck in emotional limbo.
Now youâ€™re not sure you want all the fame and success, but you donâ€™t want to fail and have all your hard work go unnoticed.
Now you’re not sure you want the love that you’ve spent all your life dreaming about and wishing about, but now you don’t want to fuck around and just have fun with the opposite sex either.
You know what thatâ€™s called my friend....
Letâ€™s just live..
Because I just can
And be happy.
nâ€™t stand headaches.
The time will present itself. sooner or later. .
The time always presents itself. .
Nothing to worry about but worrying itself. .
Accepting things for how they are instead of what you want them to be.
And what you want them to be is the very thing that will stop you from accepting things for what they are. .
Get your toes sucked once. And you will want your toes sucked once again.
The fruit of our labor.
Must I really be like everyone else?
3 is a magic number.
Thatâ€™s why I tend not to go to sleep so early. Magical things happen at 3am.
When your brain starts to release magical energy.
I wrote about you in my book.
I wrote about you all.
Sail away with me now?
Currently drinking coffee, eating a piece of watermelon and photographing half of the same watermelon in different ways.. To jdilla vibe out.
Because itâ€™s true. Man is not free. So might as well.. Get as close to it as you can.
Nothing is really defined. Everything is felt.
Music wakes me up more than coffee and coke.... and redbull.
Embarrassment takes place when you care. -Billy Ivan
I just had a thought.
Somewhere over the rainbow.. -Dorothy
Make every day count and every day that doesnâ€™t.. Count towards the counting ones.
The smile of success.
“Y’all didn’t think that I could bump like this.”
Suns out. I haven’t eaten yet, but I’ve eaten a bag of my own passion and I’m content. For now. Good day.
To not try is to eliminate all possibility.
Sometimes youâ€™re not meant to decide the time.... Let the time decide for you.
We’ll make this thing work. But I think we should take it slow. Because we’re just ordinary people. We don’t know which way to go. -John Legend
And niggas wanna hate you, ‘cause they ain’t you.. Bitch I’m an artist, but that don’t mean I wanna paint you. -Jarvis Hodges
Too many people want THEIR picture painted.
For every artist that lives and has ever lived. Thank you.
To know what it means to be an artist. To know what it feels like.
We never know anything for definite, for sure.. But if we donâ€™t try we have eliminated all possibility. Itâ€™s not whether something happens or not that is the exciting part.. Itâ€™s the possibility. That at any time.. Anything could happen. The chance. The suspense.
Everything and everything else huh?
But there is always something else.
But the fact that a book can have the ability to cover not just pretty much everything, but also talk about the fact that although the book is called everything, it does not contain every single thing.. Because it can never contain every single thing.. Because in time new things come about, different things come about. And time is so large that there are old things that we have still not come about.. Or should I say that not everyone knows of. The fact that the book is aware of this defends its claim. That no, actually life is not just steered by perspective, but it is perspective in itself that decides what is actually everything to you and what is not.
Perspective and knowledge of course. How much you know....
But even with knowing so much, you can never know everything.
Even if you know all the history books and all that man could possibly know, you can never know what people are talking about when youâ€™re not around or what your younger sister does in the shower.
In conclusion there is no such thing as everything.
There never has been..
If this book is everything and everything else.
What does that mean?
That there is only so much one can know....
So I came to new york.. Afraid of failure a little. Afraid of what would be on the other side as it was my first time. And not just my first time in new york. My first time travelling by myself to a place that was 9 hours away. The longest Iâ€™ve ever travelled alone is 2 hours. So I came here. I worked as hard as I tried. I wanted to get noticed. I wanted acceptance. I wanted people to see things from my view. I wanted recognition for my work. And I wanted to be respected as an artist.
On the way to getting noticed. I realized I didn’t need to be noticed.. On the way to fighting for acceptance.. I realized that I didn’t need to be accepted. On the way to getting people to see things from my view.. I realized that they didn’t need to. On the way to being respected as an artist…. I realized that it is better to be respected as a person. On the way to writing a book about art, that I believed to be everything hence why I named my book everything and everything else to prove my point that to me art was everything.. And once you have everything, there is nothing else so having art-everything meant covering everything as a whole and not just what most people have boxed it to be..
I realized I was wrong. That in fact art isnâ€™t everything. Because everything doesnâ€™t exist. You can argue and say well what about the past and even though one cannot know everything does that mean that everything does not exist.. How can you say that.. Well I say this because the future does not exist yet,,, and if it does and has already been run through then perhaps it is fair to abandon the word everything for everything and for god alone.. Because a humans own perception of everything will never be enough and the point that it would never be enough is the very thing that tells us that there can never be everything, because if what we perceive to be everything is still not enough and we still want more, to add more. Like me wanting to add pictures of tokyo to this book before I release it for example.. Is the very thing that says well actually.. There is no such thing as everything. Because time goes on. And everything is never actually everything, but only what time gives you.
Art is only what time gives you.
To touch yourself is a greater feeling than to touch the heart of anyone else.
In the end it all comes down to truthfulness. We may not all be all holy holy. But if youâ€™re able to be truthful to yourself and want the best and work for the best and live all you can, love all you can, that to me is being the best human you can be.
To be truthful to yourself and others. Not just sometimes. But all the time.
For every action, there is a reactionâ€Ś. -Helmut Newton
Perhaps the book shouldnâ€™t of been called everything and everything else, but anything and anything else.
Well although itâ€™s called everything and everything else.. Perhaps it can also be referred to as anything and anything else.
Because I did anything I wanted.
And I still do.
And I still will:p Forever and ever.
If god gives me that long ;)
When you think something is good. You forget it can always be better. When you think something can always be better. You forget that it is good.
The time you put into things will always be the biggest input.
To be hated for who you are and then all of a sudden loved for who youâ€™ve always been.
Itâ€™s a funny world, with funny people in it.
Life goes on.
Oh look I wrote a book.
But life goes on.
I donâ€™t know everything. And I donâ€™t pretend to. But I know enough.
Not enough to not allow myself to know more though.
Life can throw some shit at you, but get your bat out, have fun, hit it back. And youâ€™ll come to find that it really isnâ€™t that bad.
It’s not the situation that you’re in. It’s how you handle yourself in the situation that you’re in.
The day isnâ€™t really over until you end it.
I have troubles with ending it.
Unfortunately my body doesnâ€™t.
I donâ€™t want you to look at my art. I want my art to look at you.
I want it to look at you as if it were me looking at you.
I want you to feel me there. Even when Iâ€™m not. Because you know my hands wrote this.. My fingers typed out these words. My hands touched and rubbed that sculpture into its shape.. And so on..
Sometimes it feels like you need to say something more.. Even when nothing more needs to be said.
I chased my dreams only to find out that there was actually nothing to chase all along. All I ever had to do was live them. It was that simple. Dreams donâ€™t run away from you. People run away from dreams. So what are you chasing then?
I live and I love. And itâ€™s enough. For me.
Always wanted love. Never realised how much of it I had. All in here. *Pokes heart..
Itâ€™s like having a cool toy and letting everyone play with it but you.
Only difference is my heart is not a toy.. But many treat it like it is.
Perhaps it is better to taste a dream than to have it.
Itâ€™s always what we donâ€™t have that we long for so desperately.
The best teacher I ever had was my own observation.
Good Observation will teach you things that a teacher can easily miss out.
Keep on moving.. Donâ€™t stop like the hands of time.... The time will come one day. Keep on moving. Keep on moving donâ€™t stop no...... -Soul II Soul
Me and my bestfriend coke spend the night together making art.
The problem is not starting. The problem is not starting, because you donâ€™t know how to start.
Start. And in time the problem will no longer be starting, but stopping.
There is nothing that god cannot do when you truly believe.
I’m not thirsty. I’m hungry.
Iâ€™m blessed to be here. -ASAP Rocky
Iâ€™m a really cool, humble person.But the internet and stuff, including this book.. Can make me appear a lot different weirder than I am.
Please. Do not characterize me by my moments.
Innanet - apes.
Vic mensa. Is special.
Extra special people have an extra twinkle in their eyes.
If you know the person, itâ€™s easier to tell the originals from the clones. Rare. But made to feel as if they are everywhere.
You canâ€™t tell the sheep from the wolves when theyâ€™re all dressed in sheep skin.
Power; cunning; strength; courage; family Wolf is a symbol for companion and guardian. In a positive light they are a symbol of loyal, faithful, honesty and willing to fight injustice. It is seen as a powerful symbol of loyalty, intelligence and vigilance. -WikiAnswers
Look at the ones eating and it ainâ€™t hard to tell....
New york taught me more than uni.
Sail out. -Jhene Aiko
fUCK. I ran away to new york and fell in love with a rapper. Fuck.
When you have nothing to lose you are fearless. Humble. And hopeful.
We are not machines. Work of true quality takes time.
And time to develop into something greater.
So please donâ€™t rush me.
Take your time to digest my every word. Things are better when you live into them.
When you let yourself live into them.
Takes two to tango.
When I’m hi. I only have one rule. And someone broke it yesterday. I’m not saying any names. But for future reference. Never play techno pls’
Teletubbies was the shit.
As a child I remember every time I watched teletubbies and they drank those milkshakes.. I wanted one tooâ€™
Sounds of blackness - The journey of the drum.
Only those that fear the truth are afraid of the truth.