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the signs as drake lyrics

aries: i learned hennessy and enemies are one hell of a mixture, even though it's fucked up girl i'm still fuckin with ya, damn (hyfr)

taurus: people are funny, you don't even know bout the shit that i've been through, i just want some head in a comfortable bed, it could all be so simple (the language)

gemini: i am the kid with the motormouth, i am the one you should worry bout, i don't who you're refferrin to, who is this __ you heard about? (the language)

cancer: i'ma give you the benefit of the doubt and i'ma love you, you can even call me daddy, give you someone to look up to (practice)

leo: cashing cheques and i'm biggin up my chest, y'all keep talkin bout who next but i'm about as big as it gets (all me)

virgo: always presidential, do you like your new room? always presidential and tonights no blue moon (we'll be fine)

libra: i got bitches askin me about the code for the wifi, so they can talk about they timeline, and show me pictures of they friends just to tell me they ain't really friends (enemies)

scorpio: i got no friends in this mama, i don't pretend with this mama, i don't joke with this mama, i pull the knife out my back and i cut they throat with it mama (you and the 6)

sagittarius: i don't like how serious they take themselves, i've always been me, i guess i know myself (know yourself)

capricorn: started not to give a fuck and stopped fearing the consequence, drinking every night cause we drink to my accomplisments, faded for too long i'm floatin in and out of consciousness (headlines)

aquarius: i took her for sushi but she wanted to fuck so we took it to go, told em don't even plate it, and we never talked so much after i blew up (hyfr)

pisces: every thing that i write is either for her or about her so i'm with her even when I'm here without her and she know it (the motion)

Sydney, Australia, 1992.

“This song is called Smells Like Thirtysomething” - Kurt Cobain before playing “Smells Like Teen Spirit.”

“Si la puerta de la percepción fuera limpiada todo le parecería al hombre como es, infinito.

Bitch, posing with a skateboard in your hands doesn't mean your a skateboarder or cool... -.- show me your fucking scars.

“I wish there was someone I could ask for advice. Someone who wouldn’t make me feel like a creep for spilling my guts and trying to explain all the insecurities that have plagued me for oh, about 25 years now. I wish someone could explain to me why exactly I have no desire to learn anymore. Why I used to have so much energy and the need to search for miles and weeks for anything new and different. Excitement. I was once a magnet for attracting new offbeat personalities who would introduce me to music and books of the obscure and I would soak it into my system like a rabid sex-crazed junkie hyperactive mentally retarded toddler who’s just had her first taste of sugar.”

— Kurt Cobain, journals

More Paris soon.