Only the weeds will survive.

This is the beach about a 20 second walk from my house.

And this is my puppy Minnie.

This is her as a baby.

And this is her at 6 months old.

Time flies.

I also got some new ink in the past six months.

This is about me…and well…everyone else.

I haven’t blogged in about six months. It feels weird but, ever since January my life got 24 hours a day busy. It happens. In under 6 months I started a job and quit it, made a whole bunch of new friends, moved, started drinking/smoking more and eating less. And, well, it’s been beautiful. Sadly it’s all about to change again, and I’m about to go through another phase. And since maybe 3 people will read this, I feel like I can say anything, and do whatever the fuck I want. I know, I know, you all have just been dying to get a glimpse of my arrival back on to Tumblr. Waiting for my fucking relapse back to insanity, where I tell 500 stangers about my daily life. Who fucking cares, I am jobless again so I have the time.

Here we start. These are my two new very closest friends. They are just like me. They like the same music I do so I consider them worthy of friendship. Just kidding. No but really. In Okinawa it’s hard to find people who even know that hardcore bands exist. But here they are. Jobelle and Seth. They have been perfect fucking friends. Only two months until they leave. Then what the fuck? Oh and of course that’s me. I’ve gained about 25lbs since January.

Well, nextly, I moved out of my old house last month. I mean, who the fuck decides to move out on Friday the 13th? Well Mike and I did. We moved off base. We live by about twenty bars which is fucking awesome. We live in a big three story house-three bedroom, two bathroom, two balcony and a garage. Oh and did I fucking mention we live right on the beach? Fuck yes. I go to the beach every day. And none of you have seen beaches on the Ryuku island of Okinawa, but holy shit. You might want to. Our rent is $2,200/month. Luckily, it’s all paid for. Benifits of being military. Here are some pictures. We also got a new puppy. Her name is Minnie.

ALSO WE WENT THROUGH OUR FIRST BIG HURRICANE.

Alot has abviously happened, but there is too much to share right now. More to come me fellow lifeless interweb friends.

Deleting sometime this week, when I have the time. I plan on living my life when I’m young, not spending so much time on a website that won’t even matter in three years. I suggest some of you do the same. I can’t say life is short, it’s really fucking not. But life is worth living, not moping on some blogging site. People can say they care about you through here, but shit. They really don’t fucking care. They don’t know you, they just know your blog. It was nice knowing some of you.

My liver hates me.

Tumblr is starting to get boring. Everyone is getting too caught up with their amount of followers. No one talks back.

Apparently I’m still sober enough to write

Seriously people stop caring so much about how many followers you have it’s just a website

Friends that you have in the real life are the ones who will be there forever

Internet friends only last so long

Go out, have fun.

YAY!!!

My fucking birthday is tomorrow!

And Mike’s is on Saturday. We are gonna rave at my house.

I won’t remember anything from this weekend. Nor will I be on Tumblr.

This is going to be the best fucking weekend ever!

How can someone have 16,000 followers.

Get a fucking life you are 14. Go play. Seriously what could be so inspiring about someone who has only been alive for 14 years and still goes to school and lives with their parents. How can someone be that awesome. What do they say and post different from anyone else.

And then get like 300 notes on a post with like, two words. Something stupid too and always the same. Like : “OMMMGGG HOMEWORK”

Bam. 400 notes.

Jesus.