I'm a snake, I'm a tricky little freak
My mom has recently started playing her most favourite holiday CD on full volume at 6PM. Now, I get to hear Clay Aiken's angelic voice for the next few weeks. It's December 4th. Is it Christmas yet? No. GO HOME CHRISTMAS, YOU'RE DRUNK.
Also, in my spare time, I like to pretend I'm a hood rat (is that offensive?) and wear baseball caps of teams I have no idea exist. Just kidding about the hood rat thing...
jacket c/o choies, unif hellbounds via nasty gal, acid wash denim (but not really denim) dress from nasty gal, borrowed hat from T, body chain c/o briwok