emetophobia.

leo had the stomach flu a couple days ago, and now i caught it. this whole day was complete hell. i rather shit for 3 days straight then have to puke. there is nothing more in life that i hate more then throwing up. i dont even hate ingrid newkirk that much! and i fucking HATE her! well... i think nose bleeds are high on the list. but vomiting is defenantly number, one.

fuck puke!
i need a blunt.

no one can stop you now.

i dont like having real jobs. i dont know why, i just dont. i rather hustle or doing something else to get money, like make things and sell them.
i sent Volcom clothing a couple of my monster paintings, hopefully they like them and print them on shirts. to go anywhere this day and age, you have you know big names. and that sucks.
i drew a picture of robert shwartzman a few months ago and i sent it to him. he never replied so i thought he didnt like it. so i just forgot about it. then a couple days ago i was in the mood to listen to him so i went on his page, and to my surprise i saw he uploaded the picture to his "my photos" album! i am still so thrilled! and he made it his picture for his song "the victim". so im really happy right now.

convince yourself that you will be successful, and it WILL happen.

june without johnny.

june is finally here! ive been waiting forever!
let the countdown begin... 14 days left until my birthday. everyone will overdose on drugs and impolde on this day.
i dont know what to do. sometimes i want to have a big party, and sometimes i want to just hang out with two people.... i guess whatever happens, happens. all i know is that i expect high fives and and bags of ganja thrown at me.

in other news, im extremly stoked about the june/july issue of Interview magazine! they claim marc jacobs to be our warhol. and i cant agree any more! i loved every line of the interview. every picture was amazing, if you dont believe me, look for yourself. the beauty you get when two of my most favorite people are mixed.






i wish i was born with his brain.

im working on a family portrait and thats all im saying about it.
i wish everyday was halloween so i could paint my face and wear wigs and dress up and my family wouldnt have to worry about me going mental.
i decided to video blog every once in a while. i decided to just capture time. i learned that although i think im the only sane person left, that, in fact, makes me the mad one. i just cannot accept the fact that there are so many iggnorant people in the world. i cannot accept the fact that although i did a really good job of staying away from people like that before, there are iggnorant close-minded people in my circle of friends. something i never wished to happen. but people are good at decieving. people can make themselves who they want to be. and sometimes thats a really ugly person. it buggs me immensely when people think that the appearance of someone is all that matters. you can try to make yourself as skinny and as pretty as you think, take the skin off and you are the ugliest person alive. your soul is horrid and i wish those people could see that. but sadly, thats never the outcome.

mrs. green, im falling back on you.

i am the avalanche!
its going to be such a good show, come say hi and sing along to my favorite song, mrs green! and offer vinnie weed. he might say yes!

chat rooms.

seriously.

meet jamal.

you know how there are ladies who are obbsessed with thier cats? well im like that with jamal.

i saw the bright shinies.

If you're lucky enough to be different from everybody else, don't change.
-taylor swift.