February 2012
My dog peed in my bed.
Fuck.
This.
Shit.
I love farting in elevators.
There’s a kind of rush that comes with the initial: “should I do it?”
And then you realize, “Fuck. I’m the only one in here, what if someone gets in with me?”
Then you quickly try to fan it away to no avail.
Then you try to plan a route of escape, where you rush out of the doors as they open, trying to avoid eye contact.
Or maybe you play it off. You walk...
“The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that...”
– Albert Camus (via adjectival)
“We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don’t
grow on trees, like in...”
– Jeffrey McDaniel, “The Archipelago of Kisses” (via fleurishes)
So I thought I’d get up to a 4g before my show, but I’ve got a bit of cat butt going on, so I’m gonna stay at 6 through mid March, so I’m debating buying a pretty pair of plugs to wear for my show…
When your gay BFF in another city calls to tell...
Best day ever.
So excited!
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Vodka costs less
Than dinner for two
Random vintage stuff I'm selling →
My mom just discovered my stretched lobes.
She didn’t get super mad but expressed a concern for having saggy ears in the future…
I went thrifting again today.
I bought an awesome sweater and coat, a pair of hot pick faux snake skin boots, a 1960s recipe card box with a SHIT TON of recipes in it, and some 1940s-1960s books including an early edition of The Feminine Mystique as well as a sex ed book for teenagers, and a Hitchcock book of solve your own mysteries.
Then I bought more wire and beads to make some jewelry with.
Good day, good finds.
Highlights of the day (because I rather focus on those than the bald spots in my hair):
Both my ears are at a 6g now and they look lovely :)
My septum is healing marvelously.
My dad gifted me his vintage cashmere blazer. So soft and gorgeous.
I’ve made 6 rings the past day for the shop, PLUS have 4 bottle charms to make terrarium necklaces with :)
I get to go thrifting tomorrow because...
dothetaylordactyl replied to your photo
How much are you selling it for?
$45 on my etsy
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I got hit in the face with a fireball tonight.
And it singed my bangs really bad.
I had to cut a good deal off, and I’ve got some bald spots.
I’m crying.
Call me materialistic or shallow, but you didn’t spend the past year growing your hair out trying to feel good about yourself.
Fuck life.
