Behind my mothers twenty year old Nikon camera is where i've been spending my time. Squinting my left eye and peekimg through that tunnel is what keeps me sane. I lied, writeing and that camera is what keeps me sane.

Anyways, my internet has been bloody hell to me lately so i haven't been able to post any of my new photograph. It sucks because I was really hoping i would get my first few pieces up here. Most of my work is Literature and I wanted some photos up.

Updates: I went up a size in gauges for thoes of you who have been asking. (6g) I took out my cartlage ring because it hasn't healed since the infection and was a pain in the ass. My hair is going trough a faze of i-don't-want-to-behave. So hopefully soon, i'll have it multi colored again.

Why do you: "Do your "i" like that?"
I hate captlizeing my "i" in the middle of a sentence. It drives me crazy. Stop commenting about me haveing bad grammer. Gah!

A trip inside my mind: It's scaring me how vicious i'm becoming and how little i really care. This is what iv'e grown to be. Vicious. It's just a way to fight back.

New house: Being here, I feel as thought i've become impatient. It's depressing to not be able to work, nor attend school, nor go out, nor have money to do anything.