which is what I am now.

I don't know what to wear to cannibal corpse, I wish I could dance like candy. then it'd be okay, cause my bad outfit would balance out. but, haha, imagine dancing to cannibal corpse like that? sexy .

starbursts.

So, I realized something today, about my parents. I'd never really thought about it, but it suddenly sort of clicked that, hey, I'm thedaughter of an immigrant and a navy brat who was raised in a trailer park.

Haha, high rolllllah, you know. Maybe this will all be poignant
and inspiring if I ever becoming wildly successful and influential in life.

in the shade of oak, so it has always been

I can't really do much about my hair until summer [hopeful prediction.] After having waited
so long, it is a bit of a let down to have to wait longer still, but I suppose it's better in the end to have waited for what you wanted rather than to have made an impulsive decision that got you neither what you'd hoped to have, nor any closer to having it later on. So, for now, it's still these
now more than 6month old torturous dreams and longings to have my blond hair back that will have to get me through the everyday "FUCKSHITFUCKWHYDOILOOKLIKETHIS" feelings.

http://muszka.deviantart.com/

venetian snares.