i finally got the one wall done in my room and have hooked up my cd player (well, mostly psiko) and am now in the process of cleaning my room. hot damn. the only problem was not getting to rock out fucking hard tonight. but, we did rock the fucking world of it's axis on monday so i can't complain too much. why do tattoo magazines only have pop crap that makes me sick. but then again, why did i buy it. oh well, soon none of this will matter when i'm out in the wild, living of the land and raping bears. yeee-haaaw, dat's gonna be fun.
the hawk is watching you
the hawk is watching you