AEShakey

Hey brothers and sisters, I'm in Germany. I've found the big money here and none of you are getting your grubby hands on it. I'm getting regular commissions of up to at least 10 million pounds. But because of all this new money I'm having issues with relationships, the latest of which drowned on one of my yachts. Thus I am searching for a companion, to guide me through the summer light and continue my moneytical and artistic journey with me. A wise man once said 'mo money mo problems' (I believe it was me) So if you too are searching for help on your quest to find yourself artistically and also intellectually then come to Germany. I need a

'Thine eyes It cries When my art falls from the skies' An extract from my recent poem: "Manz call me a sex pest" Being fecund to the extreme, I have deduced that the vapid acts of slander and obstreperous implications are virtues practiced by those who don't possess coruscating vocabulary such it is mine. In more simple terms these acts of 2 dimensional thinkers is as meaningless as a mayfly in its 2nd day of life, lifeless therefore irrelevant. You can only improve your own demeanour by experiencing what I like to call, the "here and nonce." And on that enlightening pseudo-philosophical insight... Annaz' out biatches

After my last threatening journal, I have earned an unimaginable amount of money, I'm money-sick. Perhaps I should become world leader and solve all the economic problems with my huge earnings. But of course as the famous saying goes: "Mo' Money Mo' Problems" For those of you who are academically inept (the outcasts of society) it means that the more money you have, the more problem's you'll see.. I've seen a lot of problems. When I was walking down a street the other day, I saw 3 fiends who were painting over my street art, then I went into Bushido mode and punched a hole through all of them to teach those motherfuckas a lesson, never mess