Roman: Fuck that, fuck Entoruage, and I’d be E, you’d be Turtle.

I’m convinced Lizzy is the slightly more feminine/straight version of Kate Moennig. Then again she gives me vibes. Oh, Lizzy, wishful thinking, wishful thinking.

I finally finished Are You There, Vodka? It’s Me, Chelsea. Only took me a year and a half. Not for my inability to read but as you can tell, lack of motivation. Goes to show how I start things but never quite finish strong.

Just how I like my men, murderous.

“You and I never would’ve worked. I’m not rapey enough for you.”

- Andy, Weeds (Where the Sidewalk Ends)

Andy, I love you and your nasty beard.

Back To The Roots Tour

It's been since March that I've seen Prada, if you called that show seen. Back To The Roots was awesome. Two days of insane moshing, shrieking, growling, circle pits and hardcore dancing. Oh, how I love hardcore dancing. It just makes me smile. Texas Is South, This Song is Called, Swords, Dragons & Diet Coke & Louder Than Thunder. Texas Is South! This Song is Called! Texas Is South! This Song is Called! Texas Is South! This Song is Called! Day 1 was awesome. Got third/second-ish center and when over, I was soaking wet. Day 2 was extreme. Got third-ish center and almost passed out. Had to exit and re-enter. That's what I call good shows; almost dying. Let me give you an accurate visual of day 1 & 2