Freedomtown IC

In the middle of the evening, this bouquet was delivered to The End Zone, with Wichita's name on the card, with this message: "Thinking of you. Your wit and beauty are beyond captivating. - Connor"

And... he's gone.

Should one worry if all the peach trees in Fillory have suddenly died? I feel like people should, worry that is.

Well, it's here, my long-awaited second original single and video. As of right now this is self-produced and directed.

Without further ado, my second single:



I hope you all enjoy it. And this weekend you can catch me playing at Above The Dot. I am currently in the search for other gigs, but for now, my ode to my first single Home as I stay home and play a local hangout.

(ooc: click the picture to hear the song)

The one thing this planet knows how to do and that's throw a banger party!

I've been living on my own for just shy a year now and I'm still not use to how quiet it can get here.

THAT WAS SO AWESOME!!! Winger and I flew around with all those fireworks! I never seen anything like that!

I was really hoping that pretending that things were different would help my feelings change over time.

Guess who just had her cutie best friend win her a teddy bear at the arcade?

Fuck my life.

So, I'm at seven months pregnant now, and while some people talk about "glowing" or "loving being pregnant", I'm here to tell you it fucking sucks.

I'm so horny that Neely and Morgan are actually having trouble keeping up with me. I'm burping and farting like someone who just went on a four-day Taco Bell bender. My hormones are so out of whack I'd probably startle Charlie Sheen at this point. Just yesterday, I watched one of my employees get flowers brought to them at work, and broke down sobbing for 45 minutes.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.