Sick new set up on my cross bike

What a difference a year can make.

The top photo is the day I brought

Home my 1979 Subaru Brat and the bottom picture is how it sits

Today. Such a difference. 

 

Photog

Confused

I think it's time to stop bitching about things and just settle in. 

Don't steal bikes bro

Street parked

Two words

Hello you fuckers, you assholes, you social rejects

I hope you get my sarcasm as I generalize our subculture

That once had the biggest of mouths

Now scared to just speak up scared of prepubescent teens with the fastest hands or has-been role models who gave in to their own cynicism

I might seem jaded, I might seem arrogant

However I am a dude of many opinions which I encroach on every open ear

I find it offensive when someone cowards behind tight lips

Save face for the sake of social status prostitution with a pretty face

No approval here not bought with pride, all loss for some one else's gain

Keep your mouth shut. Keep your eyes straight- a -head You might make it out of here unscathed but devoid of purpose

Mediocrity is a fucking cancer it seems air born and contagious

I found myself here-when I didnt fit-most anywhere else

Now I find it hard to relate to the most familiar of faces

Don't Care

Pardon my apathy

And my articulation

With cheap childish phrases

But I hate the excuses

I give this nothing more

Then these two words

Fuck it

Don't Care

How cliché this all sounds This was made for the individual but is ruined by the ignorant masses