pulloffmywings

i look like a bull. a hot, sexy bull. that's right, got my septum pierced yesterday. owwy! i got a 12g. still, owww! it felt so good, but now is just hurts. and i think it's crooked. or else my big ol nose is crooked. but it's hot.

my hair is blue-black. yup. i like it. did it all yesterday. i'm like a hot sexy new me.

i bruised my ribs in the mosh pit at the manson show. so there's this band that opened call the 20somethings. i think that's there name. anyway, they ruled. manson was good too. i wish our concert venue was bigger though. our stage is pathetic.

started my new job at Discontent today. it was so slow though that i got to leave way early. it's cool though.

i finally quit stripping. now that i have two REAL jobs, i don't have to get naked for people. if i'm low on cash i'll go back though. but now i can have all my piercings and hair and stuff without my boss yelling. hell yeah.

why are boys the way they are? the ones i don't like like me, the ones i want don't want me back. i know i'm not the hottest coal in the fire, but i'm not ugly by any means. i figure myself to be cool enough. why can't i find me a hot, intelligent, interesting tattooed boy to call my own?

oh well. thank god for dildos.

~*~Wings~*~