my words alight like leaves of sin.

it's really rather silly, but I very much want a black Juicy Couture sweatsuit. I mean, 100+ each for track pants and a hoodie IS ridiculous, and I think that's what appeals to me. It's cheesy and ballin' and extravagant, which is excellent. Too bad there's so many things on my "extravagant purchases I'll convince myself I'm saving up for even though I know no money is staying in my hands for very long" list. There's FX makeup and props, chainmail, beautiful demonia boots or creepers or both... just so very many things I want that I'm not going to list them.

"It's not having what you want, it's wanting what you got"
I want what I've got, but can I still want more? Apparently so. jskfjkdsjfksdjfkdsf .

I'm in a bit of a bind lately, as I'm in a "craving a change" phase right now, and I haven't any way of changing anything as drastically as I need to right now. I suppose once I get back from the cabin, I'll finally dye my hair again, after getting it trimmed all pretty-like. Also, I'm planning on getting my septum pierced, probably in september when my friend goes to get some stuff done for her birthday. Yay! I'm at the point where I don't really care if my parents don't like it, I've respected their distaste for body mods for a very long time, and I think I'm DEFFINATELY old enough that it's time that they respect my love of them. I've been very patient, so it's my turn to treat my face the way I want to.

[okay, not entirely patient. I cheated a bit, but no one can see that, so shh.]







this is the only pic I've got so far, of my bro and me all gussied up as Bubblehead Nurses. you cant really see the mask texture, but it's pretty cooooool. there's my darling lolita in the back, there, too.