freak cereal crack whore. bad habits, bad bones. they say religion pacifies people. they say it makes them docile. i say fuck that, i still have an opinion. i've stepped over the lines drawn out for me again and again. i'm disrespectful to the ones that love me the most and i don't know why. art and fame get in the way. just spending my days at a house of skateboarding guys in pasadena. the cops came the evening we snapped these photos out back. we were lined up in the grass like chickens waiting to get shot off one by one. i guess that's what happens when you roll with the big boys.