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[mehitabel]

i got my octopus tattoo yesterday. it's really gorgeous, as in it is not campy but is instead amazingly detailed. i fucking love it.

am mostly posting because i want to thank em and ri for coming down and spending the day with me. it seriously made so many things better. love.

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[somber_ennui]

must see pics, rie! send them ASAP. I need to see your new beautiful body art. <3

I'm going to be in NH till sunday (instead of friday), so you should come up to concord and see me if you can. maybe we'll make the piercing spree work this time! :D

I miss you already, fabulous Rie. I love your house. it makes my head explode with creativity. even though you may not notice, you are doing SO well in tons of aspects in your life. you have color and you're fucking GORGEOUS. you have an adorible apartment that's happy and bright. and remember that we all love you.

*bone crushing hugs*

I LOVE YOOOOU!

[anonymous]

Whatever happened to Marie Elizabeth Kettenring...

Theories by an self proclaimed ex-violinist living on an over populated island,

Perhaps Marie became famous after her first novel, and changed her name to Deirdre Octavia Plumms, so as not to give away her litterary secrets.
She fell in love with a chain -smoker named Liam from Ireland, whom she wooed with her fiddling one late Saturday night. He grew a goatee and promised her the world. She agreed, but only if he limited it to one pack a day, and bought her a white and grey spotted horse and a farmhouse in the hills of Slovenia. They were married, and lived off the profits of her novels and sketches, and his inheritance from the grandmother who raised him outside of Dublin. One day she received word from a dear old friend, who simply wondered how she was. And her reply was...."

[mehitabel]

whoever you are, i'm going to have to marry you now. that was an excellent story.

[mehitabel]

Chrissy, is that you?