Anonymous asked: My boyfriend and I have been together for 2 years now, he has smoked weed since we started dating and at first I had no problem with it until he dropped out of college and quit his job. 8 months later he is still just smoking daily instead of keeping up with his responsibilities. He agreed that he was in for a serious change including no more weed, but yesterday I found a ton in his car and then he lied to me about it. I am hurt but I love him dearly, I am dumbfounded on what I should do.
break up with him. accept him for who he is or not at all. he obviously isn’t ready or doesn’t want to change his life style, so you should just move on. you’ll be happier in the end.
deconstructedmod asked: Hoooly shit. I thought you were a pretty rad dude but I had ZERO idea you were pro-level. I thought you were just one of those pushers getting their name out on the internet but GAT DAMN. I just decided to take you a hell of a lot more seriously now. I always liked your work but I had NO IDEA that shit was srs biz. As always, fuck yo haters.
thanks. i just don’t like to say too much because there’s always some anon. with something lame to say.
nobodyiswatchingus asked: That's the most honest answer I've ever seen you give. I used to wonder why so many people followed you because to be frank a lot of your answers make you seem like a dick on a high horse, but my opinion of you changed after reading that--you're like a real person with real struggles now not some random dbag tumblr profile. Big ups for the honesty.
Thanks. I can see why you would make the original assumption about me, but it’s just like I say though. People in real life know the kind of person I am and I’ve always just tried to be straight up and not pitter-patter around b/s. I like to get straight to the point of things and I don’t really have patience for rude and or blatantly sarcastic questions/comments. People who are new to the internet expect you to just take crap from someone, but if you were face to face with that person for one they wouldn’t have the balls to say such a thing, and two you wouldn’t stand for it. But because there’s this invisible wall called the internet people think it’s ok to address subjects in a hostile/rude manner, and I’m not one to do so. Thank you again for taking the time to read the post.
mydoseofdopenessss asked: Well switch, explain your current situation to your five years ago self. Haha
Lets see..it’s March 2008…you just moved back to the Bay Area after being in Los Angeles for a little over a year. You and Slims are back together again for the millionth time. You moved back to be with her because this time it’s going to work. Three weeks later she breaks up with you again. You dig yourself into your work. You pick up a couple jobs shooting at parties. You pick up a couple of jobs shooting for Vapors magazine. Vapors never pays you. You really miss LA. You’ll go down a lot for visits/work. In August you’ll go to Magic with The Hundreds and you’ll meet Anna. We’ll get to that later. Obey will also offer you a job, and you’ll move back to LA. You move in with Taylor and the girls in the big red house. The big red house is awesome. December you start dating Anna. You don’t really hang with the homies as much. You go to Coachella with them though and it’s bad. You stop smoking/drinking. You don’t hang with the homies as much anymore. You’ll move out of the big red house and in with Anna. You’ve got a nice house in Echo Park. You get Kaia. You stop partying and become super domestic. June you’ll quit Obey and work with The Hundreds full time again. Life’s good. Work’s good. Everything’s good. January you go to the Bay for work trip. You smoke for the first time since 4/19. Shooting and vacaying a lot with Anna. Start using Tumblr more instead of Blogspot because it’s easier and less time consuming. You start working a lot more. Less vacays and shooting on your own. Fighting with Anna a lot. You guys decide to call it quits. You and Kaia move into a nice studio apt. across the street from the Scientology church/college. The majority of your neighbors are Scientologist. It’s a little weird, but awesome. You LOOOVE living here. You hang with your friends again. New Years is awwwwwesome. Your bday is awwwwesome. The whole summer is ammmmmmazing. You do a collab with Diamond. It sells out in 2 days. You’re juiced. You meet Soph around Halloween. Some time around here you also become friends with Donald. He invites you to a couple shows, which are dope. Work is super busy/stressful. Stix comes to visit. Stix and you will move in together, so you can start saving for your big move. You know the bucket list. You and Stix get a coo spot up the street from your apt. Living with Stix is dope. You’re hanging with your friends again shooting on your own more too. You meet Carol. Carol is dope. Carol comes for a visit during her spring break, and it’s dope. You and Alex start doing White Guy/Black Guy. It’s going well. You put it on the back burner for a bit because your guys work schedule conflict. Don’t worry though. You guys are still going to get it in motion again. While working at a shoot you hurt your back. You hurt your back reallllllly bad. So bad you can barley move for weeks. No one checks on you. Well, I guess I shouldn’t say that. A few people do, but the ones you thought would don’t, and you cut them off. You go to Coachella. It’s not that great because your back kills all day. Still a good time though. You come back from Coachella and Ben recommends a spot for your back. Two weeks later you’re as good as new. Around May you start going on tour with your buddy to shoot photos for Street League. This is really fun. You travel around the country. June comes and you’re 30! :( You go to New York to visit JP and Carol. A week after you come back you start dating Carol. Summer is fun. You’re traveling all over for Street League. Everything is great, but you’re not getting paid on time. This fucks up your relationship with your homie. You cut him off. You and Carol are doing the long distance thing. It’s working because you visit/she visits once a month and you two talk frequently. You get offered a job in New York. November you move to New York. You and Carol move in together. It’s going well. It’s freezing cold every day though, and you start to rethink this move. Thanksgiving isn’t so good. You fall skating and hurt your wrist for over 2months. New Years is dope. Cold, but fun. Work is whateves, but you’re freelancing a lot, and that’s dope. You make another shirt. It sells out. You make a few more and some other stuff, and they move well too. Carol gets a dope internship, finishes school, then gets a dope job. Freelance is getting better. Good enough that you’ll leave the job you came for. Life is good right now. Good job. There’s more I left out, but you get the idea.
Anonymous asked: man that frank ocean ask just made me almost/very teary, idk why but that just hit me hard, but in a good way
i know that feel, bro.
