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Sunday is my baby's birthday, so we're throwing him a birthday party tonight. Everyone's proabably just going to get wasted, drama will most likely ensue, and someone will probably throw up on someone else. That's just how we roll, I guess.
Sam is coming home from duluth tonight, he's pretty much Me and Danny's best friend. He's the one who introduced us to eachother, and he's also our bandmate (The Damaged Lemons). It's always a good time when he comes home, so I'm excited.
Sam and Danny back in the day:

I love these boys. <3

But anyway, Gomez is doing much better. He doesn't hate me now, so I'm happy.
Kind of anticipating a chick at the party tonight to be dumb because we got in a fight a few weeks ago.
We'll see how it goes, I guess.
I'm excited to go to Iowa state for New Years this year, I'm going to get another tattoo hopefully while I'm down there. The guy who gave me my foot tattoo works down there and does quality, awesome work for pretty cheap. So I'm thinking of getting my next tattoo from him. Maybe I'll even get two while I'm down there. Haha. It's become an addiction, I swear.
Happy Holidays, everyone, if I don't hear from you all before then. Ho, ho, ho, and a merry XXX-mas. <3



-Satan Herself