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I hate when people talk shit about other people’s tattoos. No one asked for your opinion. It’s not your body. It’s none of your business.

It smells a bit like stale throwup in my room

Where the fuck is my lighter? I swear it was just in my lap: a memoir

[AGGRESSIVELY TRIES TO SING LEAD VOCALS AND BACK UP VOCALS AT THE SAME TIME]

things I’ve done since graduation

- fuck my life up
- learn to dress myself

Cool show in a small garage.
Band from Texas: the ancient gods (I think)
Lots of fun.

(What if the thing on my spine turns out to be serious?)