Someone bring me a burrito please.

Speaking of partying hard...
todays plans include:

Trip to the mall to get long sleeve shirts to keep my tattoos covered.
Trip to wells fargo financial to get a reduced intrest rate on my loan.
Trip to the chiropractor to get my shit cracked.

getting old is stupid.

I like to party fucking hard.

I like my rock and roll the same.

So talking about getting tattooed, gives me the same feeling I get when I talk about what I would do when I win the lottery.
Same with talking about tour.

I actually get to live two of these dreams out.

My life fucking rules.

pictures later of my finished left arm, it's healing and yucky looking right now.

Update:
BUSY

Last night I made a dope meal. Perfect mixture of refried beans, shredded cheese, a little green tabasco.. it was the shit.
Went to get the tortillas out of the fridge... they were gone.

so I ate it with white bread.

I'm disgusting, I know.

Is it just me or is everyone fucking sick ( Read more... )

My arm hurts.

I'm 23 and I feel like time is running out.

I'm nuts.

Wow.

I love my girlfriend.

dont lurk me: i want to attack her with a giant panda.
dont lurk me: freakin horse teeth

i'm laughing my ass off right now

Never again will I put my faith in flawed men.