Interests:art, music, theatre, politics, horror movies that don't suck ass, fire, and tons of completely random shit that i'm not gonna bother listing here Expertise:tattoos and piercings-seriously-ask me anything,ill give you the answer
i should just stop waiting. sam colt, why'd you have to die before i was born? maybe you could have advised me against these things. maybe i would have become a rocknrolla and been a gun wielding gangster girl. with a toby kebbel smoker boyfriend. none of this pot and booze bullshit. sex, guns, and rock and roll the way it was meant to go down. no whores, no pollutants, no pain. if only.
.hair dye.
.pinup girls.
.boys clothes.
.warm socks.
.rainy days
with people i love.
.comic books.
.book books.
.art.
.classic rock.
.tattoos.
.lighters.
.sunrises.
.fall.
.snow.
.great
great
great
grandfathers
(like sam colt).
.irish spring
&gin&
cigarettes
on a rainy day.
.that day we walked
through the rain
and drank chai.