Category 2000-2011

I have come to some conclusions about some things here in the whole internet world that have manipulated me into changing my mantra. This to: I will not fuck around with any of you asses in person. With the boys… Continue Reading →

i’m lost, find me my wings are broken can you eat them my mom is black yours is white I am angst kill me now I swear looking at these pages gets more hOmOsexual by the day, what with all… Continue Reading →

hmm..triple three three three..times. I try and try to figure it out, all these fucked up heartbeats around me, the men who don’t fucking feel the smallest sentiment to my best friend who seems to be able to cry at… Continue Reading →

so yea…there’s this thing that can happen. I was adopted. I met my birth mother for the first time on Thursday evening. Although. huh. I feel speechless. Exhausted. FRancis calls her BAbs. I called her Barbara, and at times, mom…. Continue Reading →

but kinna photogenic for a mutt…bahahahaah…it’s 2:30, and I don’t wanna deal with this work thing I have been very bad about…crimethinc has some interesting and on-point philosophies about living…now if only having money didn’t matter…pffffffffffffttttttttttttt…..she’s so pissed in the… Continue Reading →

damn thing won’t defuzz…whatever…. kiss kiss **deAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

repierced my lip. again. though the pain was less intense, or i was more numb than the last time…i had to take it out for a spindly job at a sport’s bar. then hacked a mini dot in my nostril… Continue Reading →

guys. trash. boogers. brian said he would let me use the upper floors of his hotel/appartment so that i could paint. and the tattoo apprenticeship that got sucked into the drunken pools of vomit at my bar is still gonna… Continue Reading →

new jersey is the worst fucking state to have a moving vehicle in. outside of the fact that they will suspend your ass for parking tickets, they make the whole ordeal as painful as humanly possible to rectify. i tried… Continue Reading →

she flies here in like less than a month..for any of you caring emotional slobs, I am meeting my birth mother for the first time on April 4th. Uhm yea. So scarey. Yet seeming like the piece of the puzzle… Continue Reading →