Ketchup Flavored Potato Chips: An Ode to Thee
You may look at this and exclaim, "DISGUSTING!", but, think about it. It's like fries and ketchup, so, shut the fuck up. They're amazing also. I highly recommend them. I love ketchup on just about anything, so, these are pretty much the reason for my existence.
Here is a really terrible picture I took of my tattoo:
Mainly for those who have been asking. Miss.Brooklyn is going to send me way better pictures when she gets the chance (take your time it's totally ok). but when that happens you'll know.
It itches a lot by the way. Holy shit. I promise though, I'm leaving it alone Girlie.
The boy was nice. I enjoy him. We're totally different in so many ways and it kind of freaks me out for no reason. Then again, dates or relationships (either had core ones or just "no strings attached) have been so stupid and fucked up for me in the past that now I just have such a fear of them it's ridiculous.
However it goes, I'm still going to be a belligerant drunken asshole.
I finished two classes, and have two to go. I'm going to have to write that paper for Mister-I'm-a-big-douchebag-who-can't-teach this weekend. Hopefully it'll be alright.
An American Apparel is opening up down stairs on my block. I think it's kind of cool even if their owner is a big fuck-ass. I might actually buy something regardless since the cloths themselves have good intentions.
Maybe if I wear their cloths I too shall be hip, and sexy. Of course, I see no cloths in the picture. But still. I can be hip, sexy.... and I dunno... naked in a bathtub...
You may look at this and exclaim, "DISGUSTING!", but, think about it. It's like fries and ketchup, so, shut the fuck up. They're amazing also. I highly recommend them. I love ketchup on just about anything, so, these are pretty much the reason for my existence.
Here is a really terrible picture I took of my tattoo:
Mainly for those who have been asking. Miss.Brooklyn is going to send me way better pictures when she gets the chance (take your time it's totally ok). but when that happens you'll know.
It itches a lot by the way. Holy shit. I promise though, I'm leaving it alone Girlie.
The boy was nice. I enjoy him. We're totally different in so many ways and it kind of freaks me out for no reason. Then again, dates or relationships (either had core ones or just "no strings attached) have been so stupid and fucked up for me in the past that now I just have such a fear of them it's ridiculous.
However it goes, I'm still going to be a belligerant drunken asshole.
I finished two classes, and have two to go. I'm going to have to write that paper for Mister-I'm-a-big-douchebag-who-can't-teach this weekend. Hopefully it'll be alright.
An American Apparel is opening up down stairs on my block. I think it's kind of cool even if their owner is a big fuck-ass. I might actually buy something regardless since the cloths themselves have good intentions.
Maybe if I wear their cloths I too shall be hip, and sexy. Of course, I see no cloths in the picture. But still. I can be hip, sexy.... and I dunno... naked in a bathtub...
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American Apparel down there in Chelsea...There goes the neighborhood. I can see them giving new school students discounts....