Logan's journals

it was fun...i took my photographer to a nearby tunnel that is just PLASTERED in big name graffiti....and since i know every f'n writer IN there, i figured i would just pose in fronn'a my boys shit. it was wet as hell...i got my nikes a lil dirty..but it was well fucking worth it.  *side note...i walked thru the tunnel in some old vandals that i didnt give a shit about...=D * hahaha

lemme know what'chall think...

personally? i think i look outrageously hot. not to toot my own horn, or anything.
hahaha

im out.


-LOGAN-

YAYY its my butt.

 

 

revel in it. it is beautiful.

 

 

 

oh, and.....i got THESE, the other day.

 

stoked?

 

you have no fuckin idea.

 

farhaad has another thing coming to him, if he dosent think that theres a godsgirl here, thats gonna challenge his nike game.

 

step up, nigga.

 

mwah.

 

 

 

so as EVERYONE knows...my birthday was yesterday.

fucking shitty motherfucking birthday.

 

ill tell yah.

 

i spent the day, running back and forth to the tattoo shop...doing errands for my ex boyfriend / best friend.

he was having a shitty day.

so then i come all the way out to the city...and end up staying at ANOTHER friend's house last night.

didnt sleep til like 2..

had to wake up this morning at 6.

its 8am now.

 

this is bullshit.

heres some pictures of things that i should / shouldnt have done this past week.

enjoy.

a little of that...

 

caught some flicks...watched some freights...

put my hair up..finally.

 

and i got so fucked up that i couldnt stand up, right.

 

tonight better be better than last night.

tonight is friday.

 

fuckin...GAH.

never have i ever


been as hungover as i was this morning

the fucking city sounds were the shrillest thing ive ever had, to enter my ear canals.

it sucked.

and the sun was so fucking bright.

then i had to go to the mall and get a new phone that had loud shrill ringtones.

i hated today.


but last night ruled.

i threw ryan a big ass birthday party

and got shit faced drunk.


check it.



oh, yeah...i can go ALOT further than that.....bitch.



having a twin is the greatest...



by the enda the night, my eyebrows were coming off...



1/3 of the mu'fuckers that showed up.....crewest...and yes. i AM in that picture. with a bandana on my face. no. i do NOT know why, exactly...it was, that i did that.





we spit rhymez like dimez....me and the birthday boy.




that shit was off the chain.

im the greatest.


happy birthday, boo head.


my birthday party better be just as good, or better.


thursday, niggassssss!




xoxo

Rhymes Like Dimes - MF Doom

 

so like...i went out painting last night ...alone...

i got a huge, thick cobweb in my face on the way out. that sucked. all i could think was that
"this is a big ass spiderweb...i bet theres a big ass spider in it"

i lost my damn mind, out there on the railroad tracks.

boyo's burf'day is in 2 days.

mine is in like..9.

i got him some nike blazers.
aqua teal.
dont ask. he wanted them.
fucking nike freak.

update soon.

check her out...her name is lorainne....

 

 

thats my lil sister.

 

no.

 

for real. hahaha

check her out...her name is lorainne....

 

 

thats my lil sister.

 

no.

 

for real. hahaha

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this is the single fucking most amazing song i have heard in A VERY LONG TIME.

seriously.

 

 

so...anyways....i have motherfuckers doing fan art for me all the fucking time...its been like that forever.

check out the newest shit.

 

DOPE?

hells yeah.

 

-over and out-

yeah. so im still in my ex boyfriend's teeshirt.....and sweatpants....lounging around my moms house.

 

so WHAT if im TOTALLY blaring n*sync's old hits. fuck you.
ill listen to it if i want to. 

last night, i spent the whole night listening to old 90s hits, from nirvana...to sonic youth...to the breeders....all the way to de la soul.....to tribe called quest...and i GUESS that whole nsync/backstreet boys thing came into play, today.

guess im being nostalgic of my youth, or something.

my fucking 20th birthday is in like 15 days.

 

that is insane. suuuuurrriously.

(so tell me what to doooooo now...when i WANT...YOU...BACK..... dun dun dun dah nuh nuh....)

 

i need to get dressed. my man is gonna show up soon....i cant be looking like a pile of poop at 5pm.... ive had all day to get ready.

 

but its a debate. i have to do laundry, and get myself all hot...and take a fucking shower...and blah blah blah blah blah....and i just...wanna be like "paf!" and its all already done.

i hate being lazy.

 

but at the same time, i love not having to do a god damn thing.

 

*sigh*

 

 

whatevs. ill keep updated.

 

its SNAP time, yo.
cause, we ALL know.....that rythym is a dancer.

pft.