Tomorrowland V2/2.5

not sure which one is 2 and which ones 2.5. background is a back t shirt.

current interests: lo-key portraits

Tomorrowland V1

Corey's meditation on the' 09/'10 Orlando Magic

Not too long ago I was afraid of seeing the Cavs, afraid that they could possibly take us out if LeBron balled hard and if his refs intervene as much as we expect them too. I considered the Celts as old news, and judging by how we dismantled them in the reg season never did I worry that they would contend with us in a series. This has been my thinking for a while now, until a few days ago...Now I honestly think we will have an easier time taking out the Cavs then the Celts, The Cavs look shook, completely lost if LeBron isn't being a freak of nature, their fucking crowd was booing them...what the fuck are they thinking booing if they have any hopes in keeping LB there...The Celts have multiple cocks that can nut all over your face on any given night, and that kindergarten black girl face having Rondo, that little git, can certainly ball in a strange way.....The Celts would provide stiffer competition than the Cavs, Im saying it, and I would have argued vehemently against it only days ago....BUT all this being said, Them Magic Boys are some BIG DICK NIGGERS that drop fat loads on everyone, Rashard's got his big dick cocked in the corner ready to snipe your ass in the face when youre too busy trying to wrap your hands around Dwight's massive cock, right after Jameer and his short FAT cock run freely and majestically about the court, spurting little cute loads here and there...Vinces got his big cock still looking stout, embracing the gray fro pubes that scurry around the shaft, ready to jam his weathered daddy dick down anyones throat and dispense a little nut, with the potential of dispensing a massive nut that would spray nut droplets on people that weren't even in the line of fire, talking about a MASSIVE load here....matty Bs got that thug nut ready to bust at any time, stopping our enemies from getting their nuts...assisting Dwight in his duty to allow 0 nut on our faces....Peaches has that monkey nut, that mindless nut that he can't even control when hes nutting or not...He just nuts instantly when the ball touches his hands, JJ has been a little timid to whip out his dick and nut so far, understandably, with all the giant gorilla dicks nutting all over the place it must be intimidating for him to try to get his nut, but JJ didnt get to where he is by not finding ways to get his nut..he will get his nut...
bottom line..with all this bullshit about the celtics and LeBron, it doenst fucking matter, the Magic could realistically sweep either of them, the Magic are balling so hard, that it literally does not even matter in the least who we see in the E Finals...These are the glory days for us my friend..we are witnesses to not LeBron and all his greatness, but to one of the greatest teams in NBA history...unbeatable, peaking at the perfect moment, led by the biggest fattest dick of them all Stan Van..a freight train at full speed (a wagon with oxen pulling at grueling pace perhaps) with no brakes, nothing standing in its way..BIG DICK Ballers that will have a pretty little ring on their fingers in the near future.

-cm

addendum:

a few nuts i'd like to add. first there's the hammer nut. it only happens every now and again but when gortat gets his nut, the entire crowd feels it's pangs, as if his nut could instantly fertilize even the most vikingesque of man eggs. also, lest we forget, there is the j-will nut. it is a subtle nut. sometime you don't even realize that j-will has gotten his nut, until he gets it looking the other way, or when you suddenly find yourself thinking, "who's gonna find his nut next?", and j-will raises his whiteboy hands and proudly claims that it is his turn to fire his country gravy all over the opposing bench.
shout-out nuts to bass and aj for not letting their scant opportunities to unleash their nut get in the way of the collective endeavor of magical nut-firing. an also extra special props to our boys ottie and devos for being the forefathers of cockwaving in the public space and empowering these young and full of cum go-getters to find and form this semen-enriching, dick-drilling expedition towards a title that is the 09'/10' orlando magic.

-c "cnp" t

one light / various contrasts

Fellow photog and classmate Aja Noelle.

The top photo was shot with a ring light, which until now I had never used. That thing is dangerous. It looks a little too good. No photoshop (been slacking super hard in that department.)

Introducing... Rocky Jewzi

Rocky is a friend of mine. Although she is actually not a beluga whale as seen in the photo above, she is a little jewish bitch. Jokes! Anyways, she just moved back home to Miami after spending something like 6 months in Brooklyn. I asked her to write something for the blog. This is her beef rap for NYC.

Four Ways to Mask How Much I Miss New York

Winter. Maybe its because I was born and raised in Miami or maybe its because the only fat I have on this awkward body is in my tits, but when the weather is a consistent 15 degrees, my body and all of my insides shrivel up and I cant do anything but smoke a lot of pot and shovel pounds of chinese food down my throat. It pisses me off that I have to cover myself up from head to toe. If I'm forced to wear bulky clothes encompassing my entire figure and all you can see is this face, then I'm fucked. I love a good skanky outfit and the god damn snow wont bring me down.

Public transportation. I've never used that shit in my entire life and all of a sudden that is my only means of getting around the city? I guess I'm a snobby bitch but sitting in a subway squeezed between a homeless man that rolled around in his own shit and piss all day and a 200 pound woman eating her daily filet o fish sandwich started to take a toll on me. I promise to you that fat people love sitting next to me on the subway, or should I say ON me, it's like they either DONT see me, or they're just pissed at me and want to make me suffer for being a skinny little bitch.

Money. If you don't have a lot of it, then don't live in New York. I had a sublet in an apartment where the bedroom I stayed in was made by my roommate out of either cardboard or maybe a very nice paper mache. (And I strongly believe that the little hole in the wall that he made was not just for the cable chord to go through) The makeshift room cost me 1400 dollars a month. It almost makes me cry when I think about it. I could have a brand new face with the amount of money I threw away on rent. Fucking. Bullshit.

Roommates. I've never had a great living situation, but I cant decide which roommate was worse out of the two I lived with in New York. I couldn't have chosen a shittier two people and I only can blame myself. First one was straight off of craigslist, seemed like a good place to live and a decent roommate. Things were fine at first, until I found out he was 40 and obsessively horny. The day I realized I finally had to get out was the day he broke down my door, that I swear I locked, and jumped on top of me in my own bed. I still have nightmares about it to this day. Second roommate was a friend of a friend from south Florida and I was warned that this kid was a giant douche, but I was desperate. Turns out he was in fact a giant douche, actually he was king of the douches. I did not know that people like him even existed. He tried so hard to be cool and to impress me. If I left my room door open for even just a minute, then I could almost guarantee some sort of show from him, from pushups accompanied by loud groans, to playing the one song he knows how to play on his guitar, or talking loudly on the phone to his friends about how much pussy he gets. He was the final straw for me.

New York made me go crazy and go broke. But Blah Blah it definitely was a great learning experience. I'm glad to be back home on the beach making my beautiful olive complexion come alive again, but I will, however, miss the fucking delicious cheap pizza, the glorious setting for people watching, and all the sexy hipster boys.