Well, my questions things was a bust because the only person who answered them was the person I stole them from....but oh well. Anyway I switched dorms and finally got my computer to work on the internet so here's A TON OF PICTURES whoo hoo.
(WARNING: There's a lot.)
Okay first off are appearance updates:
Current hair:
Incredibly Drunken/Tweaked Out Prison Tattooes:
By friend's ex-girlfriend:
By yours truly:
(You can't really tell cuz the perspective is all fucked up, but those are on my upper thigh. The slight traces of color all bled out so now they're just kinda fadey black. One of the tattoo artists who works for the company I'll be piercing for said he'd do (really nice) custom coverups for me for about a hundred bucks a pop on those two, so I may get the top one redone over Xmas break...)
My birthday party at school:
Me and the lovely HumbertHumbert...I made that tequila sunrise she's a-drinkin
Me rather drunk zipped halfway into a suitcase:
Crazy pictures from over the summer of me and my new best friends:
Me and James:
James and Justin
James tattooing Justin:
Justin and Christine tattoing themselves in the wee hours of the morning (Christine did my bomb):
Crazy fucked-up apartment pictures that do not do it justice because you can't see the cat playing with petrified chicken bones or smell the weeks-old Denny's food or step on the broken glass. And yes that is blood. Also you can see (circled in red) the throw pillow I made them that says Please tell your boobs to stop staring at my eyes.
Finally, my new house. It has a bit of a reputation as a "party house", which uh the bathroom does not dispute...
If you stare at this long enough it will truly make you nauseous:
Especially if you do it while brushing your teeth.
(WARNING: There's a lot.)
Okay first off are appearance updates:
Current hair:


Incredibly Drunken/Tweaked Out Prison Tattooes:
By friend's ex-girlfriend:

By yours truly:

(You can't really tell cuz the perspective is all fucked up, but those are on my upper thigh. The slight traces of color all bled out so now they're just kinda fadey black. One of the tattoo artists who works for the company I'll be piercing for said he'd do (really nice) custom coverups for me for about a hundred bucks a pop on those two, so I may get the top one redone over Xmas break...)
My birthday party at school:
Me and the lovely HumbertHumbert...I made that tequila sunrise she's a-drinkin


Me rather drunk zipped halfway into a suitcase:

Crazy pictures from over the summer of me and my new best friends:
Me and James:

James and Justin


James tattooing Justin:

Justin and Christine tattoing themselves in the wee hours of the morning (Christine did my bomb):

Crazy fucked-up apartment pictures that do not do it justice because you can't see the cat playing with petrified chicken bones or smell the weeks-old Denny's food or step on the broken glass. And yes that is blood. Also you can see (circled in red) the throw pillow I made them that says Please tell your boobs to stop staring at my eyes.




Finally, my new house. It has a bit of a reputation as a "party house", which uh the bathroom does not dispute...

If you stare at this long enough it will truly make you nauseous:

Especially if you do it while brushing your teeth.
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