gothic flavor
i am disgusting:
here is the past six months by facial hair:
thats sometime last semester with the nasty 'mid-growth' beard thing i did for a long time
isaac convinced me to become a scumbag for my birthday. to make myself feel better i bought 70 dollars worth of records
last night i brutally murdered the greasy old mexican living inside me. during the moustache phase, 5 people (on separate accounts) told me that i looked like johnny depp from the secret window. no longer will i be under any obligation to see that movie.
a brand new me:
not really, i fear change, especially when hair is involved. im happy with trims. my hair smells like teatree... mmmmm...
i really need to stop wearing makeup?
this is from my grandmothers memorial service. my grandparents are freakin blazing. its incredible.
...obviously my dad inherited the gene
(nice scan, mom)
one day i too will live up to the name i was given, and show the true spectacle of hot lanky-ass beauty that i know is inside me. (my dad has the white patch/white shorts, mom has the brown suit. others are dad's brother and ex-wife.)
ooh!! and heres a picture of my siblings and i being cute while watching a two-hour slide show of my grandpas honeymoon and eurotrip!
........... what am i doing to my penis?......... "this big!!".........
man i hate taking pictures of myself, its hard! thats the end of that.
what else... i quit astronomy club. i bought a genesis comic book. i wrote a song. i slept on the floor of an airport for 45 minutes. i wrote a hit play and directed it. i finished reading breakfast of champions. i saw les triplettes de belleville and howls moving castle, both of which i enjoyed considerably. i fell asleep. i bought tetris for my phone, and havent stopped playing it. i said 'shit' in front of my parents and they both laughed. scooter moved to arizona to pursue yoga fantasies. abby said 'ass', i think by accident. i dont know why italics is the equivolent of a french accent, but it works in my head.
here is the past six months by facial hair:
thats sometime last semester with the nasty 'mid-growth' beard thing i did for a long time
isaac convinced me to become a scumbag for my birthday. to make myself feel better i bought 70 dollars worth of records
last night i brutally murdered the greasy old mexican living inside me. during the moustache phase, 5 people (on separate accounts) told me that i looked like johnny depp from the secret window. no longer will i be under any obligation to see that movie.
a brand new me:
not really, i fear change, especially when hair is involved. im happy with trims. my hair smells like teatree... mmmmm...
i really need to stop wearing makeup?
this is from my grandmothers memorial service. my grandparents are freakin blazing. its incredible.
...obviously my dad inherited the gene
(nice scan, mom)
one day i too will live up to the name i was given, and show the true spectacle of hot lanky-ass beauty that i know is inside me. (my dad has the white patch/white shorts, mom has the brown suit. others are dad's brother and ex-wife.)
ooh!! and heres a picture of my siblings and i being cute while watching a two-hour slide show of my grandpas honeymoon and eurotrip!
........... what am i doing to my penis?......... "this big!!".........
man i hate taking pictures of myself, its hard! thats the end of that.
what else... i quit astronomy club. i bought a genesis comic book. i wrote a song. i slept on the floor of an airport for 45 minutes. i wrote a hit play and directed it. i finished reading breakfast of champions. i saw les triplettes de belleville and howls moving castle, both of which i enjoyed considerably. i fell asleep. i bought tetris for my phone, and havent stopped playing it. i said 'shit' in front of my parents and they both laughed. scooter moved to arizona to pursue yoga fantasies. abby said 'ass', i think by accident. i dont know why italics is the equivolent of a french accent, but it works in my head.