Haven’t showered. Old makeup. Zit between the eyes. Cut up shirt. Still in bed.
And I’m pickin’ my nose.
My newest set done yesterday.
The Higher the Heel, the Closer to God. by GutterxFlower featuring slip shoes
My heel collection.
I guess Peter’s phone doesn’t have a flash?
Cheers to Mike! Happy birthday!!
Eat your hearts out, boys and girls.
green eyes.
My boob only looks huge because of how I’m leaning. Bummer.
…goodnight? I guess that’s what this means.
This is how my mind feels right now.
ILOVEHER.
When we die, these are the stories still on our lips. The stories we'll only tell strangers, some place private in the padded cell of midnight. These important stories, we rehearse them for years in our head but never tell. These stories are ghosts, bringing people back from the dead. Just for a moment. For a visit. Every story is a ghost.
Christi.
Chicago.
Rock&Roll.
Pianist.
50's.
23.
Roseanne.
Reader&Writer.
Out of my damn mind.
I dig chicks with nose rings and lipstick that will leave a mark.
Same for guys, hold the lipstick.
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