i hate the mayor.
i hate the police and thier showoff 40mph unicycle things.
i hate baywalk and the annoying 14yr olds argueing about pg movies.
i hate the pier and the balogna smelling elevators that im surprised dont cost money to use them.
i hate the fake gangster children.
i hate the gang fights.
i hate the ICP [trashy people who dress as clowns] who go to the “ROCK” downtown.
i hate the scene kids who go to “The Garage’s parking lot” and the “U Bench” and drink and fight with passer-by-ers.
i hate the security who tell me i cant sit on a park bench.
i hate the homeless hating cops (who destroy thier tents) -look it up.
i hate how they buff all the street art and graffiti and leave us no urban culture, and give us pelican and seagull paintings.
i hate the small crowded beaches.
i hate downtowns drunks who sit outside of the shady bar “DETROIT” next to Jannus Landing.
i hate all the racist people here.
i hate the mall-goers who sit outside between the dillards entrace and borders corner.
i hate how police always judge teens, instantly as criminals here; ie. “Whatchya doin’ ova der? huh? huh? smokin’ weed i bet”
i hate the “to rich for you” people.
i hate the condos downtown.
i hate the stereotypes.
i hate how tourists dont know st. pete. //until now.
i love the alley ways downtown.
i love the graffiti ive done [past time].
i love the grit in the bums teeth during conversation at williams park, where ofcoarse afterwards you spare change anyways.
i love the underground shows at cafe bohemia and the globe.
i love haircuts at starbooty, [i loved the original store more].
i love riding my fixie [bike].
i love my girlfriend lily, and her art.
and im going to love moving to brooklyn.HAHAHAHAHa
seriously, saint petersburg is hell.
[the polaroid is mine]