sometimes I forget that my hair is this awesome color & then I look in the mirror & I’m like FUCK YEAH MAN.
outfit, duh.
may the fourth be with you.
(also my mirror’s dirty & you can see my thigh meat & guess what I DON’T CARE)
big hair night @ the shitshow apartment.
also my ex boyfriend said I need to post more pictures of my rack, so here.
some crazy kid I know saw my dye job for the first time today & called it “Suicide Girl red” & I can’t decide whether to be insulted or not.
I’m going with not.
also you can totally tell that my tits are two different sizes in the photo holy hell
bringing back my “I’m-not-getting-arrested” cup, just in time for spring & summer.
F-unemployment lifestyle.
2009 REMINISCING CONTINUES.
I MISS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU, BABY.
(jenna tits, my tits, halloween 2009)
can we just really quickly remember the time I interviewed maroon 5?
I MISS EVERYTHING ABOUT 2009.
especially my haircut.
(I’m on the right. with the mohawk, obvz)
bitches around here think they’re alice dellal or some shit & shave their heads on mondays.
my tits look amazing. off to have a face-mash make out party r&r karaoke.
/narcissism
I look like a totally different person with my hair straight & it’s kind of freaking me out.