Login
Forgot Password?

OR

Login with Google Login with Twitter Login with Facebook
  • Join
  • Profiles
  • Groups
  • SuicideGirls
  • Photos
  • Videos
  • Shop
Vital Stats

christine3782

Member Since 2002

Followers 25 Following 14

  • Everything
  • Photos
  • Video
  • Blogs
  • Groups
  • From Others

Monday Oct 07, 2002

Oct 7, 2002
0
  • Facebook
  • Tweet
  • Email
I love the romance of crime...

Yesterday Megan and I went to Mt. Tabor and played badminton, then we hiked up to the top and acted like the sad bastards we are. Though Megan really isn't a sad bastard at all. I know it's not fair to expect that certain people not be downers, but I do and was consequently feeling a little low by the time I got home. Fortunately I found a message from Dave the former car thief (one detail that never fails to delight me) when I got home, so I ended up hanging out with him and his dalmation. It was a good fix. OH, and after making me all scared that the front axle on my car was going to break any minute, he offered to help me fix it. And free car repairs just cannot be overrated.
VIEW 5 of 5 COMMENTS
piningshaft:
gah, i'm terrible at coming up with costume ideas. last year i was in new orleans and just wore a new orleans type mask someone gave me. the year before that i let a girl dress me up so our outfits matched. i don't know what i'm going to do this year yet. i tend to procrastinate on things like this. well, on everything really.
Oct 9, 2002
grendel:
Crime is romantic, eh? I once shot a man just to watch him die. Then I stole his wallet. Then I stole a car and drank a bottle of lye and drove around until I couldn't see anymore and started running into things. Then I went to the top of the nearest building and screamed "STELLA!!!!!" at the top of my lungs which wasn't very loud what with the lye induced frothing and all. And don't even ask how I got to the top of the nearest building since I wasn't able to see and all.

It was pretty damn sexy, let me tell ya.
Oct 10, 2002

More Blogs

  • 05.20.03
    7

    Tuesday May 20, 2003

    Yesterday, as I was leaving class, I saw two birds that had fallen ou…
  • 05.19.03
    1

    Monday May 19, 2003

    I need to call my mom so I can steal her funny foster child stories.
  • 05.11.03
    9

    Sunday May 11, 2003

    Ack...what did I do. And why are size small straightjackets so har…
  • 03.27.03
    6

    Thursday Mar 27, 2003

    Procrastinating, dreading the effort I'm about to have to make. I …
  • 03.23.03
    7

    Sunday Mar 23, 2003

    Parents took me out to dinner at Campagne last night, where we talked…
  • 03.02.03
    0

    Sunday Mar 02, 2003

    People on my "friends" list seem to be dropping like flies. Which rem…
  • 02.27.03
    9

    Thursday Feb 27, 2003

    Gosh, I had no idea it had been that long since I updated. Anyway.…
  • 02.04.03
    35

    Tuesday Feb 04, 2003

    heaven heaven is a place a place where nothing nothing ever happens
  • 01.26.03
    10

    Monday Jan 27, 2003

    My wallet is fat my knees are the bruiseyest I am sick again
  • 01.20.03
    19

    Monday Jan 20, 2003

    Sundays are meant To let the quilt become a tent (I know it isn't…

We at SuicideGirls have been celebrating alternative pin-up girls for:

24
years
0
months
25
days
  • 5,509,826 fans
  • 41,393 fans
  • 10,327,617 followers
  • 4,610 SuicideGirls
  • 1,113,818 followers
  • 14,983,343 photos
  • 321,315 followers
  • 61,541,541 comments
  • Join
  • Profiles
  • Groups
  • Photos
  • Videos
  • Shop
  • Help
  • About
  • Press
  • LIVE

Legal/Tos | DMCA | Privacy Policy | 18 U.S.C. 2257 Record-Keeping Requirements Compliance Statement | Complaint / Content Removal Policy | Contact Us | Vendo Payment Support
©SuicideGirls 2001-2025

Press enter to search
Fast Hi-res

Click here to join & see it all...

Crop your photo