Everybody Hurts

I went on a book buying binge today.

I love to spend money, it's like drug to me. It's ridiculous.

I bought The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter Thompson and.... Everything Hurts.

I already finished Everything Hurts, it was fucking hilarious. I love it and am now totally educated on being 110% emo.

Not that I am, but it never hurts to know.

I can't really define myself at all anymore. Like I'm not goth... definitely not hipster. I don't have a certain way of dressing, I literally just throw clothes on unless I need to masquerade around as an FCUK freak.

Punk? Nope.

Indie? Not really.

Emo? MAYBE... but only sometimes. Just because I have an incessant love for skinny jeans, band tees and hoodies.

But only because of that.

Anyways, I took some pics of my hilariously awesome Record player set up... a video too, even, but I am way too lazy to upload it. So next time.

Later.