I'm just a kid tryna tell his story...nothing too gory...just the same thing you want, the glory...I'm gonna get there...I'm not one for spitting hot air...I don't mind if you stare 'To Each His Own'...but if you lookin let me know whats cookin...I'm here all the time...I'm after best and I burn in your stomach like the tequila after lime...well I ran out of rhythm...My thoughts will be here everyday like you live with em'...fareal though that's it, I'm done...it was fun, while it lasted...The style isn't manufacture, I just lived it and relaxed it...Sto---> Everything on this here page is off my finger tips
Reblogged from bitch-outta-hell
A Message to You Rudy - The Specials
Live, October 1979
(Source: khrysteinah)
My roommate playing all this jive as music loud as fuck getting noise complaints at 6 in the evening!
Asked by Anonymous
I’m here, bay area now.
Sorry that I’m not around as much as I used to be. College life is crazy!
Thank you for remembering who I am.
Anon or not I remember each and everyone of you guys!