P.S.

minus all discothemedovercheesingnastynessandretardation

for really real

you are so young/so feel alive/and one day you will live on your own

i have things to do this week and for the second time this week, i love how things are going. i say things i feel and i don't care. ITS LIBERATING! it's worth it and it's fun.
i am excited to go home but somehow i just wish things would never end right now. i wish i could think semi-clear forever with such rationale and feel the need to say "fuck you" to anyone who breaks my stride. i'm tired of having a broken stride.

like gwen:
it's my life, [bitches] it never ends.

YOUR SAVAGE YOUR SAVAGE YOUR SAVAGE

johnny appleseed

was real?

i thought he was something invented by countrymen to take credit for native cultivation...whowouldaathunk?



p.s. it's minor threat monday

(guilty of being [half]white)

texas is the reason.

got lost in the spot of dallas we usually don't aka the area where jfk got his brains blown out. twice we went over the small white X where it happened . i acted like i got shot in the head. mal said she felt her legs go numb.
i remember when it truly freaked me out as a child - especially the pictures of his brains.

POLYVORE

so when you think i'm doing homework, i'm really making sets of clothes i would wear if i had copious amounts of $$$. hell yeah hell yeah


off to kuba's bday party where i will get tipsy on red red wine and then go to ashli's and eat lucky charms and watch pee wee's big adventure! livin' the life saturday night!

port wine or strawberry?

I am seriously grossed out by all the pictures of strawberry birthmarks on google. I think I may have a port wine, but it looks as if everyone with port wine birthmarks have it in terrible places. To top it off, they don't look so good either:



here's mine..not as bad:

okay, it's completely mild in comparison.
I love it. Since early elementary I've been told "nice tattoo" jokingly or at least I hope so, or the little bitches that hated me for no reason would try to push it. It's just a really pigmented area of skin people. I can take your "Ow what happened?" remarks but it's not a weapon nor does it hurt.
It's pretty cool that most Hindu people I know have told me it's lucky. For what? I don't know. I know I'm not the only kid walking around with a natural tattoo on the left arm. So where's this luck Rama? Standard "Hinduism and Birthmarks" google search leads me to some kind of answers, but further investigation during Gov. Homework time is needed.


Speaking of luck, I wonder about the volcanic rock my dumbass family took home from Hawaii. I'm pretty sure I've read it's bad luck. No FUCKING wonder.

(I need something to blame.)

how many horrific things can we do to living things?

This book probably sums up about only 1% of the terrible things we can do to each other and animals in the skewed name of science. Read with caution all ye who dare. My mind is freaked.

why does it have to be so complicated?!

my girl rawks. she knows who i am she loves my voice. she's a friendly chick.

you can keep you male bettas with their Liberace fins and their rainbow scales. Homos.

Lisa Frank is the shit.

edit: lisa frank is dead R.I.P. little fishy, i love you till i die.