Anonymous asked:
My older bro was a graffiti artist by the time he was my age. He stole a street sign when he was a year older than me cause it had his name on it. What have I done besides look at the stars and eat fruit? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Give me purpose, space mom.
I grew up near a trailer park that a lot of school friends lived in and for some reason there was just this fuck off amount of those plastic pink lawn flamingos so at night some of the park kids and I would sneak around and collect all of the flamingos and jab them all around the guards squad car so when he would go to do a patrol he would be greeted with an audience of pink flamingos and he hated it
