tipper

Life is just one big emotional vortex, and on occassion, I would prefer to have no part of it. But alas, I am thriving, or rather, spinning around in circles. When I get sad, the only thing that sounds good is getting a big fucking tattoo. It is the only time that having a sharp inky needle driven into my soft flesh for hours on end sounds really good. Maybe I will get an eagle on my ass. Or better yet, fuck you tattoed on my forehead.

Peace&VIZ
Krys

Ps-- new pictures of my stinkin' face in my pics. Eat your heart out?