I've existed for twenty one years.
I reside in Southwest Detroit.
Animal rights, black metal, and the moon.
Lone wolf forver.
Minus girlfriend drama, last night was great. Skramz sing-a-longs, alcohol and heart to hearts. Hopefully Sean and Shane will get a little 90s emo band together, I introduced them to one another thinking that they could create great music. I needed last night.
I took this photograph of my friend Shane last night when I was finishing up my second forty. It’s a little out of focus due to the combination of malt liquor, a broken auto focus, and it being real dark outside. I really like it though. I’ve missed Shane a ton, he’s one of my best friends. He also has the best Ol’ Dirty Bastard tattoo I ever did see.
Thought I was going to bed, going to Sean’s for 12:27 AM hang outs instead. Bring on the Joy Division sing-a-longs and bottom shelf booze.
Sunn O))) - It Took the Night to Believe
(Source: unevenremainder)
Don’t talk to a manic depressive person about being depressed.
Slowly accepting the fact that I have a god damn afro. I chopped the sleeves off this jacket, it is now my summer uniform. It is only acceptable to wear vests as shirts this time of year. I hope y’all appreciate my fake elementary school picture day smirk.
I’m in need of a serious pen pal. I promise to send you the best packages full of cookies, patches, mix cds (and tapes), stickers, and other goodies. Who’s in?