Currently Listening The Milk-Eyed Mender By Joanna Newsom see related

- clam, crab, cockle, cowrie

So the other day i got a really big tattoo. then the next day i broke up with my boyfriend. then the next day we made up so that we can be friends. but the becoming friends thing only happened because he came into my work right after i got off my shift. i was sitting at the bar doing shots way too quickly and he came in to have a drink... a little premature i thought, but it turned out to be a good thing. i didn't want to be there while he was cause i felt like a big fat jerk, so i started to leave. he followed me out to the parking lot asking me not to leave because of him. we chatted, i cried, we hugged...then i puked on the ground. lovely, eh? but at least now we can be cool with each other, which is what i wanted.

moral of the story: puking is always impressive. 

i've found myself missing someone who lives far away.

stupid justin and his stupid springsteen making me miss stupid people who live in stupid new york.

i'm feeling a little mopey today, bacon.

women who act like sixteen year old girls can kiss my ass.