December 2009
3 posts
Bleh bleh…I ate so much shit food this holiday that i feel like barfing all over the place…..One good thing I got 300 dollars to blow on anything right now and that’s got me pumped….all i want is some new ink….but i keep getting one good idea after the other it’s hard to decide what to do next and if i should keep building off my arm or get like a siq wrist tat...
the bluebird (by Charles Bukowski)
there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too tough for him. I say “stay in there. I’m not going to let anybody see you”
there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I poor whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke and the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks never know that he’s in there
there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m...
Christmas
Yesterday on Christmas Eve my dad was gone all day, my mom was in a piss poor mood, and my sister wasn’t and still isn’t home yet. I ended up driving around with people and just talking shit on everyone, which made me feel slightly better I suppose. I don’t know why but god damn this Christmas has beat my ass. I think what’s getting me is the fact I’m not a...