yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


profile * old * mail * fucking sign it* or how about a nice note? you go forward / i'll go backwards


harper says i have a ken-tuck-y strut, whatever that means. he got a new tattoo that is of my handprint. i stuck my hand in ink and then on his back and voila! they traced it with tiny needles while i made fun of his eyes being teary.

the line between reality and fiction is blurred and dirty at this point and i want so badly to come in with scratched up knees and buckets of turpentine and wash it until its under my nails and the water is brown and salty.

please please dont be a stranger.
d-land