Done, done, on to the next one.

If you read my tattoo post, you should know I have new ones by now. And here's a pic of my babies.

I LOVE it. They turned out perfect! I love the place of my tattoos. They're one day old now and I'm staring at them constantly. I think I'm in love.

The B is for Beek, my dads family. The S is for Salacroup, my moms family. And it's also just BULLSHIT.

Done.

I've written a blog post like this before. But I'm so sick and tired of it.

The last couple of days I feel so ignored. When I tell my stories to my SO CALLED friends, I get the shortest answers ever. But I do need to listen to their stories and reply usefully even if they're total shit. And yeah that may be part my fault but I'm so done with that. So I think that if it keeps on going like that, I will have very few friends left at the end of this year. It's time to start thinking about myself in stead of others. Fucking hell I've just had enough, it's making me so damn grumpy. You do not deserve my time, motivational replies or just any replies.

It's also time to break contact with everyone that I barely talk to. Unless I'm too curious. Ha.

Goodbye.

I know, I know.

Yes. I know. Here we go again. I'm getting another tattoo. Friday is THE day. First it was thursday but mom decided to move it to friday. She's getting 2 initials, from her parents (who happen to be my grandparents, FUCKING MAGICAL RIGHT?!). Really beautiful, and I also wanted to get both my grandparents initials.

BUT. I decided it'd be better if I included both families, the entire families. 1 family name starts with a B and the other family name with a S. So that makes the initials, BS. And guess what. BS is also BULLSHIT for me. And I love bullshit. Just talking bullshit to people you don't know and they will believe you because they do not know you.

And also, people that do know me never really know what's gonna happen next. If I tell them I did something crazy, they'll believe it. No matter what it is. I love being unpredictable. I love that I can do things people NEVER expected from me. I love telling people stories that are total BS.

But I also like it that I can tell when someone else is talking bullshit. There's only a few people that are just as unpredictable as me and they are actually my best friends lol! You never know if they're serious or what you can expect, but as soon as they are serious, you'll notice and take the hint.

So yeah, my new tattoo is gonna be a bit emotional and funny. Now I totally spoiled it. I wanted to make y'all curious for my tattoo but I just told it. I'll post a picture as soon as it's done.

ENJOY THE HOT SUMMER DAYS 'CAUSE TOMORROW IT MIGHT BE SNOWING WHEN YOU WAKE UP.
JK

not kidding

Charlotte

dit is charlotte

Holyfuckingduckshit

I LOVE FREEDOM AT 21. Jack White. What a song. What a video. I can barely explain my love for it. I've listened to it yesterday, today the entire day and now I'm listening to it again. I can't get over the awesomeness of this song. Fucking hell. You better love it because you can't hate it.  Or dislike it. YOU HAVE TO LIKE IT. OK LOVE IT. Holy shit. Seriously. AND THEN THERE'S JOSH FUCKING HOMME AT THE END I MEAN C'MON the song AND jack AND josh = too much to handle. Alright. I'll stop now.
There you go, enjoy.
And remember: you have to play it more than 24 times.
Nothing will happen.
It will be as fucking good as it fucking was.