Another picture from my shoot with Ariel:

I did an interview with Lola from Come Up Kids - read it here.
I did an interview with Lola from Come Up Kids - read it here.
I did an interview with Lola from Come Up Kids - read it here.
I did an interview with Lola from Come Up Kids - read it here.
I did an interview with Lola from Come Up Kids - read it here.

Last night Ariel and I had a sleepover. We threw water balloons out my window. It was pretty great. Took lots of pictures.

Didn’t go to class today because I spent all morning puking. Ugh.

I still have a tub full of water balloons and have no idea what to do about that.

Also interesting article here - Can Feminism and Porn Coexist? Good article except it’s information on gonzo porn is a bit wrong..

Hulu.com - Arrested Development and Bones - free!

Having a full bed set!

I’m attempting to do a photoshoot with water balloons and now I’m soaked and unsuccessful. Not good.

Thank you to Chris for sending these.

Sorry for the lack of boobz and pictures of me making a music video. hahahaa. But seriously I’m just working and studying a lot lately.

DO NOT ADD ME IF I DO NOT KNOW YOU IN REAL LIFE.

• Facebook deleted my account and I made an new one, if I know you in real life please re-add me. This is the link.

DO NOT ADD ME IF I DO NOT KNOW YOU IN REAL LIFE.

I’m not trying to be an asshole here but I like to have something private.

I think there comes a point in everyones life where you either decide that you are going to live up to everyone elses standards or your own.

That point came for me around the time I turned 20. I realized than I had different goals, morals, idea and aspirations about life than most people. The only way I will ever be satisfied with my life is if I live it on my own terms. The majority will always prefer to conform to others expectations but this has never worked for me. I have always beat to the sound of my own drummer. I care what people think of me, no one can say their are without that though but at the end of the day what I think of me is what matters most.

So people who send me emails, messages, comments etc questioning things like my carreer in pornography or body modifications or what do my parents think…I just always wonder - whose standards are you living your life to?

If my tattoo limits my opportunities I will make them for myself. Although I’m an impulsive person at times - I recognize that this is permanent and it’s something I thought about for over a year. When I was in High School I was told having hot pink hair would limit my job opportunities but I went and applied for a part time job at a conservative store just fine.

The only thing that seems to limit me in life is not being myself…since I have stayed true to myself opportunities and adventures seem endless.

A big reason I’ve ended friendships since I’ve gotten clean besides drug issues is people who are not true to themselves and consistently trying to conform or manipulate themselves to be what they’re not.

Most people spend their life trying to conform to other peoples standards.

Most people are not happy.

I gotta take my Spanish midterm later. Parents are in another country.

First things first,

I went to the doctor Tuesday. Finally. I sprained something in my knee that starts with a P. I have to take 9 motrin a day[ugh], ace bandage and ice it. Also no skateboarding, jump roping, etc.

And no heels. For a week.

So after the doctors I got a call to come get paid to be an extra in an N.E.R.D. video. And wore heels for 12 hours straight. I was supposed to go back today but I fucked my knee up.

The video shoot was pretty nuts, it’s for the new single “Everybody Nose.” I didn’t realize it was for that NERD aka Pharrell Williams till I got there…BLOND MOMENT. Pretty crazy. Boy is still fine. There were lots of hot guys there actually. I forgot how hot skater guys, streetwear nerds and hardcore kids are. I felt like I was 15 again.

Than I got bored. It was a lot of sitting around. Only people I knew was a former friend from the strip club and Bronques who swung by later. Made friends too. Named someone porn ’stache. Some girls got super wasted and it was a real bad look imo. Losing money and bags and cursing at the production crew for only using guys for the first 12 hours and not letting chicks mosh.

The party scene was pretty dope but everyone was soooo tired and some fame hungry. Some dude kept dry humping me in hopes of extra screen time. I was sucking on my neon key necklace looking vapid and bored because welll I was and the director was like “OMG THAT’S PERFECT.” So there’s some footage of that and than I ended up making out with my old girl pal from the strip club because they asked me too. The director was pretty cool and we told me about middle age women selling sex toys on QVC.

I was supposed to go back on Wednesday but I woke up in soooo much fucking pain that I decided to forgo another paycheck and my chance at video hoe fame to take care of my self.

Responsibility.

PENGUINS!!!!!!!!

A BIG thank you to Big Steve at Fun City tattoo and Christine[<333] for taking me to get my first tattoo and introducing me to the idea of putting sprinkles of the bottom of your tasti delight.

And yes my septum piercing is never straight. It’s part of my charm.