Wow. These Parisians are fucking inspirational. Remind me why I decided to go to Jamaica instead?
I am so upset that I didn't go there. Fuck it... I'm buying a ticket. Right now.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Saturday, February 02, 2008
To begin, I plan to get a tattoo somewhere on my body. I have the back of my neck in mind, but we can't be positive until I get it. I want one of these birds tattooed on me. It will represent freedom, innocence, and the first impulsive thing that will start the chain of my impulsiveness.
I want to do something with my life. I'm sitting in my house with a ravishing hangover (I woke up 8 hours ago) and I just want to do something. Anything. Life is too short to not live it. I want to skydive. I want to swim in every lake and ocean. I want to visit every Egyptian pyramid. I want to run The Great Wall of China without stopping. I want to be known for my style. I want piercings and tattoos all over. I want to live in a different country every week. I want to build a home in Africa. Most importantly, I want out.