Oiwa Island 2 by Oscar Oiwa
A dome-shaped island sits in the gym of a defunct elementary school, painstakingly produced with nothing but magic markers.
Pat Metheny - Follow Me
Animals have birthdays, too, you know.
No treats for peaches hardly.
Boop to turn off kitten.
Brownstone - Grapevyne (by BrownstoneVEVO)
Right now in my head it’s 1994 again and everything on the radio is good. And the only outfits I wear outside of catholic school plaid consist of sweatpants & tshirts.
Ok, it’s whenever I still loved contemporary R&B
i hate psychiatrists. and it would be the motherfucker who gives the least amount of shit about you or your past that prescribes mood-altering drugs and makes poor diagnoses w/ minimal information, can this sentence get longer jesus
The thing that really bothers me about all this is these marketing efforts, these “image repair” campaigns, that have a way of pretending like big parts of the city don’t even exist. We try to make our very real problems small, to dismiss them. We emphasize the positive, which is fine and great, but we do it by erasing the parts of our community that are more difficult to rationalize. We do this consciously and unconsciously, we “elite” Clevelanders.
Some introspection on Cleveland’s part could be good. There’s something sick, I think, in the way we’re going to great lengths to develop a comfortable narrative for ourselves. We’re increasingly indignant when that narrative is violated. The real control over our image rests in our control over our own destiny. But as much as we like to flatter ourselves, we don’t seem to believe we can change the things that matter.
I think this can apply to Detroit boosters too.
hahaha. good grief.
(dunno what the source is).
the struggle continues
Daley - Game Ovah
Probe by Mirjam Kuitenbrouwer