thegreyarea
Active member
Ok, so I woke up this morning from drinking too much the night before (and not picking up the my phone when my roommate's hot friend called) and i got bored and we had a pumpkin left over.  It's cool (and i'm still drunk right now, that's why i sound like i'm 8).  It took me like an hour or so to do.  It's from the back of a friendly's place mat i drew on for my friend alison.  It's albert bitchstein and he's holding a gun and a knife.  love me for my ability to cut shit and nothing more...
		
		
	
	
		
	
		
	
		
	
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Whenever I feel like unintelligent conversation w/a bunch of 15 year old brats, I go to newschoolers
I always say what I feel and that is a promise, nothing in life is above being honest - 311
from chaos comes clarity, I tell ya what you appare to me, you ought to know glycerin tears don't fool me, i tell ya delusions plaguing everybody - 311
				
			
	
	
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Whenever I feel like unintelligent conversation w/a bunch of 15 year old brats, I go to newschoolers
I always say what I feel and that is a promise, nothing in life is above being honest - 311
from chaos comes clarity, I tell ya what you appare to me, you ought to know glycerin tears don't fool me, i tell ya delusions plaguing everybody - 311