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Monday, November 3, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Jessi's Alcoholic Friends
A wonderful little slide show of what life is like in the O-town downtown circuit. Compiled by Jessi. Meet our friends.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Music: Trina Video Shoot Sneak Peak

Trina keeps proving that Miami girls do it right. “Look back at Me” the new single by the Slip n Slide Records recording artist features Killer Mike and is the third single of her latest album “Still da baddest”, has a video due to be released this Friday. I got a sneak preview of this little treat of a video directed by young hardcore kid Alex Purifoy and Antwan Smith, whom earlier i mistook for Killer Mike, edited by an old ass white rapper turn film editor named Matthew Lynn, and it is a fun little number. My powers of bargaining with the powers that be got my greedy little hands on these little beauties, a special little sneak peak of the video dropping on Friday.
Enjoy:
Alex Purifoy on the phone with Da Baddest Bitch
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Poem: Days Like These
I smile when we meet, laugh when we talk
but when I put it all behind me
I turn to see I'm still alone.
I pretend like this momentary lapse isnt real,
Like there is something waiting for me in the dark.
A part of me left with you
A part that you helped create,
I still havent decided
If its a part I can live without.
Days seem to pass faster,
I am aware that distance is playing its part,
and its slowly getting easier,
still the sound of that voice,
tears, and heals all at once.
I am lost for you, and losing myself in the mean.
I do not know how to explain the thoughts,
I know only to let them take over.
I fill my empty moments with distractions
and tell my self its all the same.
I am not dying, Im not even crying anymore,
but I feel different, careless.
I am no longer trying to make sense of this
I longer care if we turn out okay,
As long as I do.
-MGapany







