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 →
my poor dogs are all diarrhea style squirtin…it’s sick. it’s gross. it’s what we woke up to this morning and last..hey, at least they aren’t shitting all over themselves in their little crate. it’s sad when this becomes the higlight… Continue Reading →
so i was thinkin, yes, that i need to get the fuck off this shit..start new and rebuild myself..maybe an oversimplification of sorts..no forum. etc etc…i am holey tired and my nose keeps crusting up and leaving me with soreness… Continue Reading →
i woke up today throat itchy. feelin the bum laziness. the no movement desire the head tired does anyone really appreciate me..the movement of my body to rise up and take care of shit..no dice. my energies extended across wanting… Continue Reading →
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