poisoned-ignition

Iris needs: Her hero. Iris looks like: a long, skinny cat poo. NO LIE. Iris says: she's feel hope. HAHA. OPPOSITE, ACUTALLY. Iris wants: to see her brother succeed in every way, shape or form, and, and he has an enormous amount of power and charisma. ...MMK... Iris does: not change colors in an adult (except in the case of certain pathologies, such as pigment dispersion. WELL WE ALL KNEW THAT WAS COMING. Iris hates: you? In all its incarnations? Iris asks: a ton of questions, some better than others. Iris goes: softly. HAHA! LIKE YOU WOULD KNOW! Iris likes: Mike. ...MY COUSIN? Iris eats: salad. Iris wears: when she decides to

My friend, Jazz, is in a photo class in my school and she randomly comes up to me today and asks me to model for her. *nervous* I'm no model! I've never seen a short, stubby, 5' 2'' model in a fashion magazine. Never once. I can only do crappy not-even-close-to-a-photoshoot with myself. Now Jazz, this popular upperclassman wants me to model for her?! I don't know what to do. I said yes, but I don't know HOW to model! HELP!

hey. i haven't added a journal in over a month, so i thought i would. because i like doing these things. mmkay. what the fxck does "ftw" said for?! someone, please, don't keep me in the dark. my new adjective is radioactive. it means things that are, but are not limited to the following: cool, coolawesome, wicked, neat, frickin' great, grand, bewitched, random, evil, yellow, or penguins. i've been going through this thing where i can't write anything halfway decent. please excuse this lapse of radioactivity. radiohead is one of my good friend's favorite bands. i am forced to listen to them a LOT because i am around him quite often. :iconw