GUESSY GUESSY GUESS WHAT
I'm watching panic! at the disco on the 17th of august. I've been dying for this since i was in grade school,
SERIOUSLY, MR. BRENDON URIE, HOW DOES ONE LOOK SO GOOD.
My legs are practically broken into pieces everytime i hear you speak.
Please, when you do come here, please lick my elbow, because I cant do it, and I only want one beautiful person to do it for me.
Believe me, that is an honor for you haha-fucking-ha.
So, anyways, on the 15th is my birthday which is an ongoing reminder on how I will burn in hell. Lovely.
Its my 15th birthday and I am hoping to get some things....
the givenchy lace dress seen as worn by kinga razjakwhich i will never have. i'm obsessed with black lace, i wanna wear it to a funeral.
this painting by whoever. i have no idea.i've been thinking about redecorating my rooms and buying prints of old 16th century potraits and hang it all in my wall with gold frames. then i'll stick really tacky wallpaper and hang an antique framed photo of my dead cat.
because he was the first boy i've ever slept with.
a havana brown catIt's obvifuckingously fugly as the depth of hell, but hey! I like scary looking cats.
Also, he doesnt have alot of fur, so i cant have those fugly rashes anymore.
(Still in trauma of my dead cat Sparky-Joe. Youre my first serious relationship.)
jean-luc godard dvd collection
Because, who doesn't want one????????
Its reallllllyyyy hard to find those, i live for this journey of impersonating Anna Karina in Alphaville.
the pink elephant cigarettes
ever since i saw and literally paused and rewind the scene where eva green smoked these darlings in bernard berolucci's the dreamers, i'm in love.......
oh! and they taste like vanilla, its like dessert without the calories!!!!
(photo by crashdivision)
a clear sky just for the 15th.
oh boo hoo, so what? it'll never happen here. and if it does, big whoop! it'll be too hot to even pull your tongue outside and not have it burnt. but really it'll be nice to have a windy but sunny day to actually have a picnic outside and drinking something funny.
oh well.
a bathtub would do for me.
i smell like cold turd.
EAT MY FECES, FECES-EATERS.