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So, Bobby got me started with UFC. Now I can't stop. Watched the pay-per-view fight at his house today and came to these two conclusions:

Tito (future husband) is indeed a:

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I now lack kittens.

I need a drink.

Oh, by the way betch?
FUCK YOU.

FUCK YOU.

FUCK YOU.

FUCK YOU.

Edit: I now lack a living space as well.

Two new kittens (Syphon and Killer)

One new tatoo (J'te fous la paix)

My future children's names:

Jackamo Zidane

and

Gauge

Fucking...my kids are going to be SO FUCKING AWESOME.

if that 'aint love, then tell me what is.

Portland is home to me in ways that no other place could ever be.

..I think I may have witnessed the next big thing. Amazing. A. Fucking. Mazing.

Quaker Gun. Listen. Enjoy. Groove.

Amazing.

After undergoing a gigantic mental breakdown yesterday, an all inclusive one. With yelling, breaking, shaking, hyperventalation, and chain smoking, today is going better. PTSD is a very, very un-fun and serious thing. It sucks. I ate my first real meal in four days last night, after my sister refused to buy me cigarettes unless I ate it. Luckily, ( Read more... )

I'm..so mentally fucked right now.