This dude just gave a talk at my school, an also, is apparently in love with my boyfriend. No issues here, if it gets me one of those spider webs(which he creates with jewelry pliers) worth 100,000 bones than I'm totally down for some threesomes. JKJK.
But srsly, how cool is the first image? Also, how beautiful would these look across your chest. or maybe even back. yeah. thought so. dude rules.
Today I went to the mall, again. I got those tye dyed shorts and a black sheer a wangy top. I dig it. My summer uniform is shaping up nicely. I just need some shoesies. Aye. Time to online search for them. Am I missing a website full of great and inexpensive shoes? Please let me know.
Also, I want to say that the reason I desire this to the ump-teenth degree is not because it looks like an A Wang...it is because it look like the bag which i love, but will never, ever be able to afford...
but for those of you who can...
HOLD THE PHONE.
Maybe I've changed my mind. This bag doesn't really compare to the wang...it really does look like a crappy knock off. I feel better now.
This is super early, I was...15?
I used to sort of be a horror dork so, heres me on haloween zombied the f out. I worked on this for like 3 hours at like 5 in the morning.
more of he and I...maybe 16 here?
This is probs 2007? This was my skin head boyfriend (not racist) That was a complicated relationship. I was kinda rebounding after my first relationship ended.(like 18?)
I remember this party. It was really depressing. This is my skinhead boyfriend after we broke up, "talking". I was SO desperate to get into his pants. It was DISGUSTING.
Okay, sorry for the ego trip. Blah blah blah, back to the fashion stuff eh?
there is this one band. This one band which just beyond blows me the FUCK away. There was defiantly a time when I felt this way about music, in my youth etc. BUT THIS BAND. THIS BAND, MAN.
They are called The Hold Steady and I've pretty much been on top of them since the beginning, but as they've come out with more and more music I've just sorta fallen deeper and deeper in to the hole which is The Hold Steady world. They are so much more than a band I think...They are like this social description that resonates so deeply...Thats enough writing maybe for now. But I sorta wanted to just...make a special post for them because I love them SO much.
"Don't tell the dancers. They'll just get distracted. Don't tell the DJs They already suspect us. Don't mention the bloodshed. Don't mention the skins. Don't tell them Ybor City almost killed us again"
"The sutures and bruises are none of my business. She says that she's sick but she won't get specific. The sutures and bruises, they're none of my business. This guy from the northside comes down to visit his visits they only take five or six minutes."
"yr little hoodrat friend got me high though. we were 17 and stuck up in osseo. she said it's funny even true love gets troubled by stillwater and washed up in the mississippi river. her claddagh ring was pointed at the people. she said "st. theresa comes to me in dreams." she said "i ain't gonna do anything sexual with you. i'm kinda saving myself for the scene."
I started smoking again because i was peer pressured (read: couldn't stick to quitting) into buying a pack o' ciggies. It was a bad idea. Now i need to stop if for my shoe collection's sake alone.
Also, last weekend I got in trouble for people drinking in a non-drinking (underage) room. I have to go have a meeting with some broad about it. Please explain to me why colleges continue to get us in trouble for things which are not harmful. It would be different if people were being violent or cutty or something, but obvi, a beer isn't that big a deal. On top of all that, I was just wishing my bud a happy birthday. LAME.
Yeah, those are just some pics of me and my friends getting trashed.
do not want.
This picture is up not because I think it has particularly good or even interesting styling, but because it reminds me of a manicured version of my teen-dom. Dating one punk rocker after another. It is really easy to romanticize these types of things, but then if you really think, i mean really think back to those days...man they were NOT worth the time, effort, or wasted emotions.
okay. gonna write that shit now. bai.