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Weird that I felt the strong need to add color to my tiger tattoo because I don’t want anything “dark” anymore and then I remembered this is the year of the tiger. Good things are totally going to happen this year.

When friends update their FB status with sweet nothings and lame shit about their significant other, I just fucking “Hide” their asses. Fuck you guys.

I got the flu, real real bad.

steveagee:

Dear Netflix, please put more of your fucking movies on instant view!

Life is crazy the way it works things out and where it takes you, and the people it introduces you to. -And it’s all MEANT to happen. I’m an extremely fortunate person. I’ll never take anything or anyone for granted. I can’t wait to see what the future holds and the new and amazing people it brings. I may not say it that often, but I really dig life and I’m happy I have mine. It’s not yet perfect, but it will be.

If that’s all I get then I don’t want anything at all.

This is supposed to be a post.

I’m supposed to be attending a staff holiday party at VMC in Hollywood and have NO.ONE.TO.BRING. as a guest. Free delicious food and drinks and I’m even driving and I can’t find a person to bring to save my own fucking life. I wish I had more friends. And time to meet and make new ones. I’m pretty sure this is the Universe’s way of telling me I’m supposed to be one of those weirdo artists who is destined to live a life of loneliness, and only produce killer pieces of art. Except, my artwork isn’t killer. - Not enough to be content with being alone forever. Maybe if I made millions, I’d be ok with it. And wear Kleenex boxes as slippers. Thank goodness for vicodin and vodka.

First. Post. Ever.

This is boring.