February 2012
28 posts
Couldn’t even get on my second train to get to school because there was literally no standing or sitting room left. Don’t you just love public transportation?
I met this guy named Martin and we wandered around LA and hopped on a couple buses to get downtown since the trains were no longer an option. I finally got to school an hour late only to find out that my class had been cancelled. So I went to Starbucks and now have two hours before my logo design class that I’ll use to work on homework.
I love when random adventures happen; things always work out in the end.
I’m allotting myself a couple of hours (at least) every weekend to do art. I told myself that after my 365 project I’d stay on top of things and get shit done. But, life happened. I barely have any time to relax, let alone sleep. I’m dying without art though. I mean, I do things on the computer all the time for school projects, but I miss getting my hands dirty. Getting paint on my clothes, in my hair. Being messy. It’s time that I give myself some time alone and I can’t wait four weeks until this quarter is over. So, starting next weekend, I’m going to find myself again.
Also, I’m going to get a coffee cup tattooed on my finger. Because I can.
Good morning, Tumblr.
Bon Iver won best new artist. His first album came out four years ago. You’re a little late, Society.
I wanna squeeze your thighs
I wanna kiss your eyelids
And corrupt your dreams
I wanna crash your car
I wanna scratch your cheeks
I wanna make you sick
I wanna sell you out
Want to expose your flaws
I wanna steal your things
I wanna show you off
I wanna tell you lies
I wanna write you books
I wanna turn you on
I wanna make you cum
Two-hundred times a day
(with me standing in the corner where my tattoos aren’t showing)
“Well, you wouldn’t put a bumper sticker on a Ferrari…”
A woman replied “That’s a good one. I’m definitely not letting my daughter get a tattoo as long as she lives under my roof.”
1. You would still paint a Ferrari, wouldn’t you? And maybe put airbrushing or decals on it?
2. I really don’t see why there is such a social stigma attached to tattoos. It’s ridiculous. People are expressing themselves through artwork.
My mom, who’s entire back and thighs are basically covered in tattoos, is a court reporter. One day before a depot she was talking to a lawyer, who upon seeing the tattooed defendant mentioned tattoos. He was venting about how inked people are so horrible: that they all lie and cheat. Which meant that the defendant was automatically guilty of the crime. Just because of the way he looked.
The way some people look at it, we may as well be getting 666 carved into our foreheads automatically transforming us into antichrists.
Everyone knows that crime pays
And everybody does it
Everyone knows that crime pays
And everybody loves it