Today::
I had a pretty major celebrity client whom I just cant blog about because it would be wrong professionally. All I will say is, most insane client experience I’ve yet to have.
The AntiKris
Misanthrope. Sweetie Pie. This tumblr thingy is an attempt to let society into my mental ghetto and to share my daily irritations, inspirations, and investigations....
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Now she’s laying face first in my sofa and singing Fiona Apple
“ I’ve gotta be honest with you. When I smoke pot, I see ghosts
G
“ I am taking my bra off
G-Should I be concerned? The vagine, the bra…..
Now she’s trying to put back on nylons and fell over
“ I’d buttfuck him!
G-After seeing a hot pic of Barack Obama
“ oooh, that smells like garbage
G-after she farted
(Source: billydarley, via barackobama)
“ MY breasts are wonderful
G
This came from nowhere, FYI. We’re watching Due Date. No breasts, just 2 men and a dog. Out of nowhere.
