Due to recent events from the Guns 2 Roses camp, I bring you all this message!


Your real friends are the ones who will tell you the TRUTH whether it be bad or good. If you're ever pissed off with a mate for telling you the truth, don't be! Please! All you are doing then is shooting the messenger instead of dealing with the problem at stake.

Do yourselves all a favor, LISTEN to your mates! Don't cut your nose off to spite your face, just suck it up and realize when you're in the wrong!




PS: I'm not particularly content at the moment but I think due to my not being subscribed anymore I can't change my mood, which SUCKS ASS!!!

FUCKING HURTS LIKE A BITCH!!!!

Oh my GOD!

Well... DIY Hollywood waxing hurts like a bitch. I don't think professional ones are supposed to hurt that much...


I'm just so fucking fed up of shaving! Its cack! And it hurts more than waxing does if you take into consideration I normally do it every day! Waxing... ahhh you do it once and it lasts for up to 6 weeks! GREAT!!


Only it fucking kills. Not when you do the actual waxing, that part you get used to after a while and the pain deadens down.

What kills, is the part AFTERWARDS when you're not waxing anymore. When you try to put on a pair of panties and your skin just goes "FUCK OFF!"

And it didn't help that when I read up on it to check whether it was supposed to hurt that much, everyone seemed to be saying "Take painkillers before you do it!"

OH THANKS! Why doesn't it say that on the frigging Veet box then!? Why didn't someone pop out of the computer screen and fucking TELL ME BEFORE I DID IT!!!?


Next time, its gonna be done in a salon, unless my desire for pain expands to include THIS sorta pain!


If I ever become a professional waxer/beautician, I will make sure I do this to people I HATE and tell them its supposed to hurt that much. Then when they ask for painkillers give them a couple of pink smarties (instead of ibuprofen!) to swallow down with a glass of water. HAHAHAHA!!

In other news, Gav is at this moment playing to a club full of people in Milan... and the owner of the club is none other than Jack Fucking Nicholson!!!

Lucky motherfucker. So not only am I sat here wondering when my pussy is gonna stop burning, my man is off meeting Jack Fucking Nicholson.


At least he'll be back tomorrow and I get to have AWESOME sex to make up for this waxing bullshit and not meeting Jack Nicholson. Score! Its what I live for!

And hopefully soon we'll be getting an all in one printer/scanner/copier. That means I can FINALLY upload all my fucking drawings I've done over the past year + a bit on here.


Life's a bitch and then you die so fuck it all and lets get high...

Whatever happened to sex, drugs and rock n roll?
Now we just have AIDS, crack and techno!

Peace