an essay, by photo.

suppose it could be worse. I could work out my feelings through interpretive dance. Instead, ya'll get a photo essay.


Your lovely host.


Your lovely host, part II


Add ginger man cookies, for sugar (that says dipped in DARK CHOCOLATE!)


Stir with a Harry Potter Magic Wand (I kept this one in colour because it
makes my hair look blue).


The final result: PUNK RAWK ATTITUDE!
I'm too tired and stressed out to deal with drama.
Fuck LJ.
Fuck AC.
And fuck people who either freak out when I speak my mind
or when I keep quiet. Can't please everybody and I'm tired
of trying.

pickpickpickpickpick
needleneedleneedleneedle




A final note: OBLIVATE!

...now where are my goddamn cigarettes?

(no subject)

Up until stupid o'clock this morning, dealing with nonsense. This makes for an extremely testy and half asleep me.

My laundry got done, however.

Even if it is still sitting in the hallway of my apartment in a basket.

I have half a mind, it's cracked and breaking
Recommended, it's great for tasting.
Spit in the face of the tried and true way,
these are things that I'm gonna do.

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ALAN CUMMINGS IS PLAYING NIGHTCRAWLER IN THE NEW X-MEN MOVIE?!?