kanye 4 lyfe.

i like kanye. he helps me kick ass when i need a boost.



yet he keeps it real and admits he's not perfect. (i can relate).



some of his songs take me back to pastimes with good pals. dance parties.



while others remind me of not so great times.

regardless, yeezy is my unofficial yet most effective video journal. songs remind me of times. people. slumps. triumphs. today/tonight i crossed a bridge. in more ways than one.

i even got mike to admit his new song with bon iver 'wasn't terrible,' even if did remind him of 'club music.'

funny, how, two + years ago he would have been the last person i'd ever anticipate dissecting kanye too. instead of dwelling on the no-no ye's, ima rock it raw with the inspiration shit.

homeboy's got some sort of power on me. hate all you want ya'll, that pic of west and his mama ain't leaving the confinements of my bedroom anytime soon.