no more tears for a new year
so my shit sucked. but when does new year’s not suck the fun out of living another year…kind of like valentine’s day..a holiday made to make the masses feel good because our love is real enough to be celebrated with bad candy and dead roses.
I have fun and even in all my hostility and sarcasm still laughing…that’s where the misconceptions end and the dreaming begins.
SLAP HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL MY BITCHES!!!!
RESOLUTIONS…
# quit bad everything, drinking, crack smoking (j/k–smoking period for that matter)
# apprentice. learn. tattoo. do something more with my life.
# be in my own little cock rock girl band
# i’m only one person. those are plenty for now.
ps. I did get offered the apprenticeship. To start it right now is a huge issue. What should I do?
I’m broke, I need money, the opportunity knocks but…I have to
who wants to buy me food and pay my bills in the meantime?
the end.
