"I awoke to the smell of withered flowers doused in gasoline. My pulse is in my bed, my reflexes are in the carpet, and my hearing is in the doorway. In short, I am a dead man."

Gabby.21 years old.South Philadelphia.Godless.Fun.Fuck Up.
books.bikes.gore.beer.coffee.records.people watching.serial killers.shows.not my house.movie nights.cooking.philadelphia.road trips.fests.baseball.body modification.

music = sludge/stoner/doom metal.fast hardcore.power violence.pop punk.& everything in between.

books = history.serial killers.the apathetic.the down-n-out.the scum.the hopeless...those are always the most interesting of all the world's characters.

movies = gore.zombies.dark comedies.trilogies.

my last.fm

Current: 1-3/8" lobes, 6g septum, teardrop micro, and approx. 32 hrs of tattooing.

Past: snakebites and left nostril

Future: 1-1/2" lobes, nostril and snakebites back, and full sleeves, full leg sleeves, feet and toes, back, other side of ribs, add on to my chest piece and possibly knuckles, hands and neck.

The People

jorrrrddddyyyyy	kim kelly	ali	randon	patty v
renee

god damn my boyfriend rules. Even when I'm taking care of him when he's throwing up in a bucket from too much liquor. Poor baby!

vesuvios tonight for a party, awesome. I love weekends off when they happen.

I have a boyfriend. Whoa. Awesome. I feel good. He mkes me smile all day long. We've spent the last 5 days together and its been so much fun. Dear Jordy, never change.

oh how things change in just a week. I went to being sad, but figuring it would never change, to being on cloud 9, to having my cloud ripped from underneath me and I was flung back into depression. Then back to being sad but unable (aka not willing) to change things again. Now I'm just in a state of clarity. Realizing that you can't fix something that's beyond repair is a huge weight lifted your shoulders. Yes, I am in love with a boy but we just can not fix this relationship. Its great for a few days, then we're back to the same issues and insecurities that plagued us before. Like a drug, love is a hard thing to turn your back on, even if its so obviously unhealthy.

right now I'm breathing a sigh of relief as well as a sigh for the good times we did have together, and that will never be forgotten. I'm also excited for what the future has in store for me. And I will say that I'm definately not rebounding, but I do have a sweet, rad dude who is helping me keep my head up high, without influencing my mind to make certain decisions for his own gain. Its a nice feeling. Plus, he's fucking cute, too. Hah

the only thing i'm going to do tonight is listen to Mind Eraser and clean. and sew. good shit.