I'm going to a gypsy bazaar at some point this week (today? who the fuck knows) with 150 USD and a Gogol Bordello cassette.
My 17th birthday is only two months or some shit like that away, October 3rd- I'm gonna ask for a monroe piercing. Technically, that whore owes me a piercing from my 16th birthday. I never get anything for my birthday though, so if she won't take me somewhere to get it done the right way I'll do it myself, just like I did all my other piercings. Bitch doesn't learn.
For all the shit I've been through, you'd think I'd deserve a little fucking reward, you know?
But anyway, yeah, I'm wasted, and I'm gonna go do some Amy Winehouse kareoke. Peace.










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"I said I'll tell you the secret which one's your good ear?
Yeah, people are made up of water and fear
If there weren't women present we wouldn't be here.
So lets make like we're friends."
-cartoon blues, by bright eyes
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the last time you fall on me for anything you like...
<3
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Drugs are my Anti-Drug. ...WAIT
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sticking feathers up your ass does not make you a chicken.
enough said.
also from what I read in your journal....your grandma scares me ..O.O||
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`~The quiet scares me
Cause it screams the truth`~
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...sorry for my english ^^'
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