i blog: ickis.com
i pose: model mayhem
i change: IAM | InkedNation
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I am systematically destroying myself piece by piece
and I don't need to be complimented on it
How am I supposed to explain myself to everyone else when I don't even know what portions of this mini-autobiography you're going to twist around to use against me at a later point in time? I guess I should just cover the basics:
- I don't get out much, for the time being I work a whole lot. This is a non-negotiable hazard of being my friend. If that is going to be a problem, we probably can't hang out.
- When/if we hang out I will probably constantly be checking my Crackberry. This is not a big deal unless you make it one.
- I like people that vote, and do so with a purpose. Please be one of these people.
- I alternate between cowboy boots and shitty pairs of Converse All-Stars I've had for years. Judging someone by their clothing is about as cool as judging them by their taste in music, you pretentious fucks.
- I will probably always like my cat more than you.
- If you're the kind of person who thinks I "need" you, please ask yourself what the fuck can you do for me that I can't do for myself? Next year will probably be rougher. I enjoy the good fight. You pricks can't break me.
- Fact: I am a very shallow person. I do not want to be around people I do not find interesting, attractive, and intelligent. Please don't pretend you aren't as judgmental as I am.
- I seek instant gratification, but am committed to finding happiness in the long term through applying myself.
- Little things make me happy. Smaller things piss me off.
- This is really all you need to know.
I get naked on the internet. Sometimes I do it with hot chicks. Wanna look? ♥
You can't navigate me.
I might do mean things and hurt you
and I might run away without your permission
and you might hate me forever
and I know that scares the shit out of you
because I'm the only real thing that you have.
