we've gotten to that age where there is no more time to fuck around. there is no more time to be insecure. we wasted all our teen years on that already. if we don't grow up and figure out what the fuck we are (writer, artist, musician, douche bag, whatever) then we never will (which will make us useless irrelevant subservient faggots who suck dick for money).
we are of the same kind. we are not meant to work, sleep and die, that's not our American way/dream. we are monsters, deadbeats, tramps, the creative bunch, and living a normal life will never satisfy our afflictions. we need to be creative, in every which way or form.
you have to figure out your passion and then do everything you possibly can to push that passion, even if you think everything you do is shit.
fill a fucking note book, and do anything/everything you can to put your art out there. anything is something.
the funniest thing about all of it, is how easy it is. you will surprise yourself, how little effort goes a long way.
I'm now going to force you to do something for me, and no, its not cleaning the bathroom, or doing the dishes (lets put the past behind us), and it has nothing to do with feces or rape.
my assignment to you:
I want you to do a page for my zine, it can be anything you'd like, and you got a little lead time. Art, writing, masturbation, anything, because anything is something.
PAGE FORMAT: black & white, 7″ x 8.5″ (legal paper folded in half) DEADLINE: May 17th
for more info visit Levels Below on facebook or go to levelsbelow.wordpress.com (this site hasn't been updated since our first issue, we're now on our third, I'm lagging on updates)
if Cody is interested as well, I'd love for him to contribute, same goes with ANYONE you know who is creative. all you do is send it to the levels below gmail account, preferably as a pdf,
as I mentioned above, the funniest thing about all of it is how easy it is (I cant believe how much I can get done with a stapler, a printer, good friends, a PO box and good head on things)
its this easy you send me material I print it (500 + copies) I put it all over los angeles (we also, very randomly, have subscribers/contributors in oregon, australia and new york, i dont even know how this happened) you feel awesome I feel awesome
my last note, I legitimately think you are a creative and awesome person, and same goes for Cody, even though Cody and I's relationship has been a one time face to face and then re-occurring funny comments and "like"s on facebook pages (which sucks major black dicks) I demand, that you two do not fade into some number in my facebook friends list. lets seriously make an effort to do something, I'm going to try to make it to yr internet berfdey extravaganza, but I'm afraid I might not be able to make it with my dick head schedule, if i miss it, well, HAPPIES BERF DEITIES
none the less don't fade as a friend, even if we weren't ever best buddies or anything, I enjoy the company, and that means a lot to me because I'm a seriously stubborn misanthrope. do everything you can to pursue your art, fuck anything/anyone who gets in yr way, but most importantly, fuck yourself when your feelings/over thinking get in the way of your art. fuck all obstructions, fuck all obstructions in the face with a big two pronged vibrating hot-pink knife dildo named ol' scrappy. also, be awesome, keep being awesome
much love to you and your bearded man your facebook buddy (fml), -no good dead beat black out drunk dan
You have a way with words, man. The thought of getting stuck in a pointless job and living a pointless life horrifies me. I need to be something that has meaning. I'm just so fucking lazy...that's why I need to try to force myself to create.
Gina,
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we've gotten to that age where there is no more time to fuck around. there is no more time to be insecure. we wasted all our teen years on that already. if we don't grow up and figure out what the fuck we are (writer, artist, musician, douche bag, whatever) then we never will (which will make us useless irrelevant subservient faggots who suck dick for money).
we are of the same kind. we are not meant to work, sleep and die, that's not our American way/dream.
we are monsters, deadbeats, tramps, the creative bunch, and living a normal life will never satisfy our afflictions. we need to be creative, in every which way or form.
you have to figure out your passion and then do everything you possibly can to push that passion, even if you think everything you do is shit.
fill a fucking note book, and do anything/everything you can to put your art out there. anything is something.
the funniest thing about all of it, is how easy it is. you will surprise yourself, how little effort goes a long way.
I'm now going to force you to do something for me, and no, its not cleaning the bathroom, or doing the dishes (lets put the past behind us), and it has nothing to do with feces or rape.
my assignment to you:
I want you to do a page for my zine, it can be anything you'd like, and you got a little lead time. Art, writing, masturbation, anything, because anything is something.
PAGE FORMAT: black & white, 7″ x 8.5″ (legal paper folded in half)
DEADLINE: May 17th
for more info visit Levels Below on facebook or go to levelsbelow.wordpress.com (this site hasn't been updated since our first issue, we're now on our third, I'm lagging on updates)
if Cody is interested as well, I'd love for him to contribute, same goes with ANYONE you know who is creative.
all you do is send it to the levels below gmail account, preferably as a pdf,
as I mentioned above, the funniest thing about all of it is how easy it is (I cant believe how much I can get done with a stapler, a printer, good friends, a PO box and good head on things)
its this easy
you send me material
I print it (500 + copies)
I put it all over los angeles (we also, very randomly, have subscribers/contributors in oregon, australia and new york, i dont even know how this happened)
you feel awesome
I feel awesome
my last note,
I legitimately think you are a creative and awesome person, and same goes for Cody, even though Cody and I's relationship has been a one time face to face and then re-occurring funny comments and "like"s on facebook pages (which sucks major black dicks)
I demand, that you two do not fade into some number in my facebook friends list.
lets seriously make an effort to do something, I'm going to try to make it to yr internet berfdey extravaganza, but I'm afraid I might not be able to make it with my dick head schedule, if i miss it, well, HAPPIES BERF DEITIES
none the less
don't fade as a friend, even if we weren't ever best buddies or anything, I enjoy the company, and that means a lot to me because I'm a seriously stubborn misanthrope.
do everything you can to pursue your art, fuck anything/anyone who gets in yr way, but most importantly, fuck yourself when your feelings/over thinking get in the way of your art.
fuck all obstructions, fuck all obstructions in the face with a big two pronged vibrating hot-pink knife dildo named ol' scrappy.
also, be awesome, keep being awesome
much love to you and your bearded man
your facebook buddy (fml),
-no good dead beat black out drunk dan
You have a way with words, man. The thought of getting stuck in a pointless job and living a pointless life horrifies me. I need to be something that has meaning. I'm just so fucking lazy...that's why I need to try to force myself to create.
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