I have been trolling in my apartment room this past weekend chomping out the piles of papers/profiles/essays I have to write by the end of this coming week. I think I've worn the same outfit 3 days in a row now. Attractive, I know. Of course, this also meant I spent an ample amount of time stalking on Facebook, searching for music, and grubbing. Here are some of my findings:
Phantogram :: When I'm Small
Back and forth. Forever.
Die Antwoord. Next level shit? The rat? Ninja's crotch? The fact that his name is Ninja? Yo-Landi's hair? Ninja's Bob Marley shirt? The grimy coach and coffee table? Ninja's self spoken tattoos? A half sleeve fairy tattoo? Ninja's boasting? The freestyle rap? Everything about this is gold.
Die Antwoord. Next level shit? The rat? Ninja's crotch? The fact that his name is Ninja? Yo-Landi's hair? Ninja's Bob Marley shirt? The grimy coach and coffee table? Ninja's self spoken tattoos? A half sleeve fairy tattoo? Ninja's boasting? The freestyle rap? Everything about this is gold.
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