i'm from montana.
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?)