219.

The Last Blue Goth Night.

and i'll never dive to Santa Cruz again.

 these here beautiful photos. they should be in a museum of greatness.

"now i know why you never wanted to bone me. ud just go to santa cruz and bone erin all weekend then come home and tell how uncool i am"

"you're disgusting, your lifestyle is disgusting."

THANK YOU

 

214.

oHmg! how embarrassing!

i never followed up on this wedding birthday.. or did i?

ok? there it is. 

erin's wedding birthday party. 

she is the ost beautiful girl i know and one day.. when i grow up!

i'm gonna marry her. marry her all over.

175.

booze cruz

sick shirt, right?i got it on the eeeebbbs (that's ebay, you idiot.

i went to santa cruz this weekend, duh. what the fuck?

a gaggle of eleven, we went from red to blue and didnt get arrested. 

we never get arrested. THAT is fucking amazing. 

there are about ten thousand more photos, but i thought i'd just go on ahead and show you these. we raped cars and i sucked a titt.

the first picture might actually be the best thing that has ever happened to me. 

i was wearing them shorts and that shirt, trying not to sweat in my wool skirt.. and being as white trash as i wanted to be. and it felt great. then i ask errrn fer a girdle fer my gut. and it just got better... and better.... 

i love these chicks. they are good sports and good drinkers. 

and i'm oto weird for my own self.

if you want to see more pictures, you have to suck my dick. 

and friend me on the face SPACE
or you can put your LURK to good use and read put your Little Shorts on

156.

party dahhling

errrrrrrn is having a wedding birthday party this month - yahoo! she is going to be the bride and NO ONE else can wear a wedding dress.
oh she is fantastic, isn't she?!?
anyways, i don't know what kinda of brides maid i want to be. i could be an classy 80's one or a sixties one without buying anything.. but fuck all that noise.
i want to be crazy and fantastic. goth forever.
shit dick ass
i have a headache from the boozing. and i smashed my finger in my front door last night. after i told my ex boyfriend he should let me be in his band.. after we sang drunken harmonies and i stuggeld for a fucking hour to unbutton and un-safety pin my fucking dress.
i'm starving, and my face might just fall off of my head.

i think i am going to be a best man instead. and do my up and cool like elvis.
suck toes, hangoever. ohhhhhhh shit

666.

undead in twenty ten

sheet folding spider smashers. goth for life - forever.
Erin and Holly - my favorite movers and groovers of the moment.
holly was gracious and kind enough to let me wear one of her gothic press on nails in my boobie. thanks holl.
i'm going goth forever now.
done and done.

60.

another weekend's story

these picture's are all from santa cruz. i went there on saturday. but let's start this story on friday, shall we?
so, i kicked it with my family crew - dd, julian and bwwwwaamap bwwwaaaamp, dan. in oakland. with tall cans.
then That Canadian Boy, who i am not going to refer to as That Canadian Boy. i'm going to call him kyle.
anyway. we met up at a bar in our high schooltown alameda. yaddi yaddi yaaadaaa.... i got a mad crush ya'll
this dude, oh man. he is so fucking sweet. oy how i uhmmm like him a lot.
we cuddled and kissed and cupcaked all day on saturday. he was even going to come to santa cruz with me.
he lives in santa barbara... near there actually. he is MOVING back next week.and we are gonna do it.
booooooooooooooyaaaaaah baybuh baybuh
oh. so then i went to santa cruz and got boozed with dani and erin. do you SEE how gorgeous dani is?
i mean, erin and i are a pair of lookers too. but that girl man, she is gorgeous.
yup. these pics are all from facebook. we had a photo shoot, i guess. everyone is shitting gold over the nipple pic.
excuse me squares. but a nipple ain't no thing. and if i had it my way - that shit'd be around everyday.
(uhmmalsoimsuperinloewiththisboywearegoingtogetmarriedandliveinavandownbytheriver)