mississippi streets

"Cadillacs on 22s. I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true. Pimp my voice and mack these beats and pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey!"

Here I am.
Representing the known & the unknown.
Check out the pictures in my archive to find out what my blog is really about.

loveisntfirecrackers:

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loveisntfirecrackers:

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I Whip Hair Not Tragedies
Willow Smith vs. Panic! At the Disco
zachsuxx/we-r-who-we-blow mashups

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we-r-who-we-blow:

I made a mashup of “Whip My Hair” and “I Write Sins Not Tragedies” …

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its muh birf-versary yall!

27 years young

July 20, 2014

Made another revolution around the sun.
I’m grateful for tumblr for giving me an outlet to subject people to my likes, interests, life situations, and numerous selfies.
I appreciate all the people who like me or my posts and who take time to talk to me. You are all important in my everyday life. You don’t even know.

Big thanks to the man I love for making me realize I am beautiful and inspiring to other people. You make my heart chase the butterflies in my tummy.
I have so much love for everyone! Peace be with you!

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aloneforgood:

selfies

image

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burninggreen:

myownsundays:

briderbigny:

hadtoomuchtodreamlastnight:

sorry tumblr

Too high for this shit

Not even high and this shit is bananas

holy shit

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burninggreen:

myownsundays:

briderbigny:

hadtoomuchtodreamlastnight:

sorry tumblr

Too high for this shit

Not even high and this shit is bananas

holy shit

(Source: giantgagofficial)

Planned a great night out with a bunch of coworkers and friends and only one person showed up. Then I miss out on a night where all those people just automatically show up for something else. To top it off my boyfriend goes out and I have to work at 445am this whole weekend. And tomorrow is my birthday. No hope for me right now. I’m fucking pissed. Even if I have no right to be. Still. Pissed. You can bet I don’t ever let myself have fun. I haven’t been drunk in forever. Fuck it. Never making plans with anyone again. I don’t matter. Only if it’s convenient for everyone else does anybody care about my dumb ass.

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rollership:

sojournspiritdesign-is-fine: William B. Stout, Stout Scarab, 1936. USA. The first Minivan, based around a monocoque chassis and body. Photo 1: Michael Furman. Exhibition Dream Cars, High Art Museum, Atlanta. Read more: Source 2+3

odd car

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ohstarstuff:

Galactic Center of Our Milky Way

The Hubble Space Telescope, the Spitzer Space Telescope, and the Chandra X-ray Observatory — collaborated to produce an unprecedented image of the central region of our Milky Way galaxy.

Observations using infrared light and X-ray light see through the obscuring dust and reveal the intense activity near the galactic core. The center of the galaxy is located within the bright white region in the upper portion of the image. The entire image covers about one-half a degree, about the same angular width as the full moon.

Each telescope’s contribution is presented in a different color:

  • Yellow represents the near-infrared observations of Hubble. They outline the energetic regions where stars are being born as well as reveal hundreds of thousands of stars.
  • Red represents the infrared observations of Spitzer. The radiation and winds from stars create glowing dust clouds that exhibit complex structures from compact, spherical globules to long, stringy filaments.
  • Blue and violet represents the X-ray observations of Chandra. X-rays are emitted by gas heated to millions of degrees by stellar explosions and by outflows from the supermassive black hole in the galaxy’s center. The bright blue blob toward the bottom of the full field image is emission from a double star system containing either a neutron star or a black hole.

(Source: chandra.harvard.edu)

C-c-c-c-c-c-c-coccaine

Nothing ever goes how I fuckin plan

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When corporate visits, I feel like the slave that did all the work for management to get the praise. Like I should be seen in a corner working until someone beckons me.

Fuck hierarchy systems!