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I'm Lil' And I Smoke WEED Ya'll by Sapphire Life

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Haruki's Dookie by Sapphire Life

GODAM.

-spring break memories

Memories are the ghost of experience. People ask me if I think ghosts are real and i reply that there are certain types of ghosts that do exist. Certain memories that I will never forget. The way the palm tree sways on the side of a road intersection. The manner in which the sandcastle crumbles to pieces and grains-chaos disguised as serenity. New thought processes come from old thought processes, past reminiscences. What is the first thought-pattern? We are all ghosts. Tell me, who is going to remember who, given enough time?

-FYF 2010

9.4.10. will surely be a hot ass day, I won't forget to wear sunblock though. Not after the sunburns I sustained after last week's bonfire..oh god. Bought my festival ticket at Fingerprints on 2nd Street. I really liked the vibe there, the staff were friendly and knowledgeable and it felt like a second home for sure. Tickets were supposed to be 25 dollars, but the price was upped to 30 dollars plus a service fee of two dollars...32 dollars total is still a good price though. Probably will go to this by myself, seeing as none of my friends like this type of music or festivals anyways. Most likely I will take the metro there. Might get a cool story to tell my friends out of it, there's always "nuts" on the metro.

What is this service fee business though? I don't understand it..

Anyways..I'm super stoked for:
Washed Out
Cults
Wavves
The Rapture
Local Natives
Best Coast
The Mountain Goats
Thee Oh Sees

I don't know any of the other bands...-1000 hipster cred.

Trying to blow some trees, sip on a nice smoothie, and enjoy my favorite bands though..also go to the record swap meet and see what new vinyl records i can pick up :]. Chill vibes...surf the chillwave.

-a true end, to a true summer.

oh treat me like Russia
retreat, retreat, advance, advance
stalemate-conflicting emotions,
you continue to use my uncertainty
to hold up your pants.

mistook your flare
for a riot
heartbeats, disrupt
a wishful quiet.

(wheeeee)