hi, internet. it’s 11:56 pm on a Monday in Las Vegas, Nevada, USA. USA. USA. my homegurl was out of town this weekend and it was exhausting hanging out with people that don’t live a backstreet away. I don’t have money for summer classes; not bummed in the least. realized last night that I’ve been seeing the same dude on and off for a year; not bummed on that either. stick with what works. I bought a Blazer a few weeks ago; I’ll actually register it eventually. currently burning some Movielife jams to drive real fast to tomorrow. I’ve ripped the crotch out of two pairs of jeans at two different birthday parties in the last two months. this has been an update.
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Everyone in this house just went batshit for Bullet For My Valentine. You can imagine my discomfort. (Taken with instagram)
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It’s the 90s, guys. Shawn Michaels is world champion. This is a commemorative tattoo. On my ass. </3 (Taken with instagram)
Eating all the food at Great Links. (Taken with instagram)
Last night.
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Got the bartender to put on soccer at this cowboy bar. \m/
Selling this bitch. End of an era. (Taken with instagram)