eyyyyy.

ive decided to take a break from this emo blogging. haha. im gonna move back to tumblr for a bit. its wayyyy easier to post audio shits. aaronshmarin.tumblr.com

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"bad hoes and passionate night gowns, but you the only one i imagine in white gowns."
this is gonna be pretty hard -__- i feel it.

woah.

dont talk to me, dont talk about me. just do you. good luck in life. it has been an experience id do again. i dont harbor any ill feelings towards you. its just time. serious :l thats it.
and with that said, here goes nothing..

6 years.

happy birthday to my sister, siela.
--buttacookies

sigh* -__-

..

thanks for the memories <3

watch me make this look like nuffin'

spittage was waayyy too ill to me. haha. BIG sean. finally famous vol 3 soon. yikes.

<*_*>

--buttacookies

just cos i have time to kill.

7up in my green cup.
mean stuff.
i swear im putting everybody on when my creams up.
green clovers, man i need luck.
see us.
versus them. wear sb's? get them things scuffed.
yup.
and its always sunny in stockton.
wait. nevermind, yo its not man.
keep some money in ya socks man.
im mr kanye, put your diamonds in the sky like the roc fam.
flow mega like im rockman.
plus, i dont smell what youre cooking dude. no, im not the rock man.

and its aces forever.
them my dudes, even though i havent seen them forever.
its whatever.
miss the fambam, yo we need to get together.
for the good times sake, we can cop matching sweaters. haha.

ok ok. enough cousin. new mac miller mixtape out today tho. hes a white guy from the same town wiz's from. bringing back that 90's shit. sorta.

yikes.

heres what happens when you skid with a loose lock ring ... -__- a
stripped hub.
im removing the spokes so i can replace the hub and hopefully do some g
shit to the rim. haha.
--buttacookies

TERRIBLE.

the intro to this song is like mega "hoorrrdd". with the piano or synth or whatever instrument it is. haha. uber.

her favorite color.

we're past the "how are you's" and "hey nice to meet cha's".
to each his, just speak up.
no words to describe, its unthinkable. i cant even think straight alicia.
but no keys, im stranded.
home-ie, i planned it.
i never thought id admit that i need you, damn it.

now lets get corny.
heart on my sleeve, and nothing on me.
i dont OBEY all the 10's and hundreds, cos i only run four deep.
me, myself and i.. and you. duh.

and i know i ride my fixie a lot.
and i know youre gonna miss me a lot.
but its okay.
just go on tumblr in the mean time, cos ill be there at the end of the day.

... getting tired... just random jots. bubs. haha. dont read this or youre gey. serious :l

its been a loonnnggg wait everyone..

:]

i thought..

..this song was pretty sick.

up.

"hmm my crush? haha.

you; you know who you are, actually. you might not. but i did tell you.
you got swagg, ha. yeah i said it. &you’re sucha nice person. our late night talks, swearing against relationships, &random tmails. i will never forget. you’re gonna be a big shot. i mean, look at all your groupies! but they got nothing on me, FACT. ha.

let’s go get some fuckin’ sushi already."

i really dont know how to feel about this. do i just over look this? all i know is, youre supposed to go after the things you want and not settle. and if youre settling for ME, let me do you the favor. cos i fukkin hate sushi.
" YOU owe ME, IM doin' the FAVORS". - lux.

EURO.

day 1 of this... of this... iono what to call it. reorganization.

i like to say the word drizzy. and sing along to slow tempo-ed, non-soft, hiphop songs(yg- this girl is an example -_-). and i wanna work at petco so i can slip the hamsters treats on the low cos i KNOW they dont get treated like equals. ahha.

summer feels the same and different at the same time.. this time. IM ON IT.

ill continue jotting down my random thoughts another time. so ill leave you with a video from the almighty wise one, pdiddy. dude does it all. haha.

....

everythings dunzo.

its times like these when start to remember everything. the good, the bad, and all the cream filling in between. everything happens for a reason, or so im told. and you just have to give yourself a reminder that in the grand scheme of things, its just apart of life. even if its terrible.

so to you, thanks for everything. and even if we never talk again, ill always love you the most <3


FUK. no more gey blogging. i just needed to squeeze that one out.
on a happy note, pop is in 6 days. yay?

tyga introduced me to the snapback, so im gonna introduce him to you guys. he spits hard. fan of a fan mixtape. it has singing ass chris breezy on the mixtape but i can overlook it this time. haha. "im so raw, turn the oven on". listen to the mixtape!! tyga ty. haha

wiz on mixtape daily

saw this on illroots. i had to repost just cause he has a snapback on. haha. kush&oj is a crazy tape too. "taayyllooorrr gannggg, ppaappperrr planeess".

MTV Shows

but the beauty even'd out the beast and i cant be without..

bubs.

--buttacookies

never in bunches, just me and you.

albie.

wsup wsup. i found my old blind box toy. haha.

NY-Z

if youre a fan of hov and his music, take 13 minutes out of your life and watch this shit. haha.
the "but ill be hood forever" line gave me chills when i first heard it. its like a bold statement that just gets to you. not necessarily meaning you have to be from "the hood" to connect. but just staying true to your roots and yourself.
HOV FOR LIFE. haha.

five months.

five months, and im done.
im dumb.
im naked, and im numb.
lykke li, and if my senses start failing.
ill break my heart to the finer pieces, send it through the mail and.
mayb email or text.
ill let you feel my pain first, then save it for the rest.
five months of bickering.
loud yelling, missing things.
i would tell you the world if i thought you were listening.

five months of nothing, trying to better me.
'if im that difficult, go find a better me'.
dependency.
but its better if it melts.
how can i depend on you, when i only depend on myself.

five months of everything, lessons learned.
you were a mess i heard.
a terrible, nasty, snay bitch. at least thats what i heard.
but i couldve gave two fuks about what i heard.
cause i really liked the way you... giggled and smelled. or is it
smelt?

five months, im sorry bubs.
but youll always be one of the few girls that i love.
ily<3

no more emo blogging. but the occasion called for it.

morning shesh

as some of you might know, my hookah was stolen along with my car...
-_____- but i decided to get another one. same kind, same color, same
shit. i miss my morning sessions. shesh. btw. when i mention the word
sesh, im talking about hookah not the devils lettuce. haha.
but yeh, im gonnnaa neeedd youuu to sayyy sommeethiinnn baabbyyy.

B.I.G.

cannibus summed it all up in a rhyme i believe. 'that was the worst
rhyme i ever heard in my life. cos the greatest rapper of all time died
on march 9th'.
now i didnt grow up in the era of biggie. of course i heard classic like
big poppa and hypnotize, but i didnt listen to him like i listen to
music now.
even with that said, i still think he has one of the illest deliveries
ever. every beat that hes on makes you wanna go, 'uhh, uhh' and bob your
head. haha.
and today marks the anniversary of the death of one of the greatest
rappers of all time. so being a music lover, its a given that i should
blog about this. rip biggie.

heres his players anthem joint.

i covered that, smothered that. i like older women, wheres ya mother at?

my girlfriend got her new car today. its an 05 taffeta white si. im uber
happy for her. shes been wanting a new since she was like 16. serious.
haha.
but the twist in this story is that... its like my dream car O_O the car
i slaved all summer for, and when it got time to it, i wasnt able to get
the car( for undisclosed reasons) haha.
its a given im gonna be able to drive it. driving my dream car sounds
nice. but, i see it as a tease. sorta. its like at
the end of the day, its not my car. i wont be able to do the things i
want to it. i wont be able to go on late night cruises by myself. i wont
be able to get jumbo jacks at random times.
its a bittersweet ending for definitely.

but enough of that, tonights gonna be a big party for march babies. my
bday is on sunday btw. one word. epic-ness. haha. 21 = shitfaced,
right?
'letss get poed up, alotta womeeennn in heeeaaa'.

doooppeee. haha. i found this on some dudes page when i was looking for supreme stickers. i believe its tear patrick and her nips.

because i havent done it. heres a tribute to my last love. ill always
miss you daphne <3

when the bad get worst

im almost 21... O_O. twenty, fucking, one. well, it cant be that different, can it? besides the alcohol purchasing and frothy facial hair, it all should be the same. at least thats what im thinking. sorta.

orrrrrrr. orrrrrrr, hear my out. orrrrrrr, it could mean that im pretty much grown the fuck up. no more lazy days just chillin' with my hamster or my gf. well, mayb some lazy days. mayb its just an invitation thats there and waiting. "im not trying to rush you dude, but you can grow the fuck up whenever you want. ill just be here waiting bud".

and, thats what im looking forward to the most. im almost ready. almost. but until then, im gonna chill until everythings ready. cause "bitch, im young monnn-ayyyyy. bitch, im young monnn-aayyyyy".