Aztecs Treasure

lost-in-solitude:

kmzrtl:

jordanloveskats:

Drawing by jordanloveskats

haha if you were never into shoes/streetwear culture this probably won’t make any sense buuut…

man. time flies. Camping out for hours to get whatever new release, checking X amount of blogs every couple hours, buying buying buying many pairs of shoes, WDYWTs, going to sneaker meet ups and Dunk Exchanges, marveling at other people’s collections, thinking about what you were gonna buy next at all times, trading this for that with someone, tracking down your ‘grails’, talking about shoes and clothes late into the night on ISS and Nike talk… feeling like all of that stuff was the world. Feeling cool. It was our lives. Flash forward to the present and all of that’s a distant memory. We we went to colleges, got real jobs, did other things, found new hobbies, pursued our hobbies even further, stopped checking the blogs as much, stopped having to campout cuz we had been in the game long enough and had connects, stopped buying as much, started buying other things, got cars, got tumblrs and iphones, focused on things that were important, traded our sb’s for clarks, traded our bright azz tee shirts for button ups… started dressing like adults. started acting like adults. started becoming adults. We grew up.

-Paper Face from ISS.

haha reblog if this makes any sense to you.

truth! -void! From ISS

I miss my ISS days. Good memories and cool people.

Man!!! This is beyond true.