The tangled webs we weave.

You're going the wrong way.

I love you.

CHIEF: 8 days

Holy shit, fucking raging!

Give me something good to read.

Why aren`t I famous yet...?

and black my eyes.

Hi I`m 18 now.
And I have no plans for my birthday other than allowing this vicodin to take its toll on my already weakened immune system.
425-478-0236

There is a method to my madness.

Today was the best day ever.
- Waking up next to the love of my life
- Going with him to the UW, killing two Coronas on the way in, committing unspeakable sins, and leaving with blinding afterglows. (If walls could talk - Oh - the things of which they would speak ( Read more... )