I had a professor in college who used to start every day by making us write for the first 10 minutes of class. No rules or guidelines, just throw down the random thoughts that whirled in your head. Spilling ink, making random doodles, and exploring my thoughts, I would often find from this exercise, a whole new spark of creativity... This is my spilled ink.



 

brutalford:

brendanklein:

wordtothez:

WTF dude? Pull your shit up please. You can’t outrun any cops with your pants around your ankles. I get having comfortable jeans, but having your whole ass out is a bit outta control. What’s even funnier is you are probably wearing a belt.
I blame the fashion community. If they didn’t make t-shirts this friggin’ long dipshits like this suburban thug wouldn’t do this. Well wait, he probably would. I see other asshats wearing this style and their boxers are on full display for everyone. Why wear the damn pants if you have no intention of using them as anything other than socks or leg warmers?
Sometimes I hate people.
(via zou-chan):

HAHA, the explanation rules.

hahhahahahha

brutalford:

brendanklein:

wordtothez:

WTF dude? Pull your shit up please. You can’t outrun any cops with your pants around your ankles. I get having comfortable jeans, but having your whole ass out is a bit outta control. What’s even funnier is you are probably wearing a belt.

I blame the fashion community. If they didn’t make t-shirts this friggin’ long dipshits like this suburban thug wouldn’t do this. Well wait, he probably would. I see other asshats wearing this style and their boxers are on full display for everyone. Why wear the damn pants if you have no intention of using them as anything other than socks or leg warmers?

Sometimes I hate people.

(via zou-chan):

HAHA, the explanation rules.

hahhahahahha