Wave of Mutilation.

Weirdo mutilated freakshow. Yah.

Up Up And Away.

Haha. No.

Something more interesting will come soon, I promise. I'm in the process of moving out and moving away and moving moving moving so DEAL WITH IT.

Much love :)

My Dog Dayd.

MY DOG DAYD.

P.Y.T.

When I come back home for holidays I hope things aren't too different. It'd be like getting lost on the back of my hand.

We Need To Talk.

Honesty is the best policy, and sometimes antlers, pig noses, and crab hands outweigh a beautiful mind. Is that really shallow? 

Naaahhh.

Oh Annie, I'm Not Your Daddy.

Don't have a baby. Have a cushion if you really must.

Crabs?

The seaside. Innuendo bingo.