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05-19-02
ahem. I'm wearing black unlaced Doc Martens. I'm lazy.
Black Dickies which aren't really black anymore. Ash stains (adds character.) Safety pins down the fly because the school administration wouldn't let me wear the damn spikes.
A black tank top that somehow manages to show my breasts although I'm not quite sure how and/or why.
Communism belt. You know, black with the red stars. Hottopic shit but it's cool because I didn't pay for it. If you don't PAY for hottopic clothes, it doesn't matter if you wear them.
My hair hasn't been brushed in over a week and is pulled back in a ratty pony tail.
Ain't it great? Hold me in the fire...
And although I die
I know for whom
And why. |