Don’t get me wrong, I definitely appreciate my stepmom’s liberal stance on politics, but when she posts “Wouldn’t it be nice to wake up for once without a Boehner?” on Facebook, a large piece of my soul shrivels up and vomits before becoming a rotting carcass.

And now for your moment of zen: a drag queen murdering a wakeboard.

I got bangs.

Me to my mom: “I have a really good thong going on.”

“THING, not thong!”

Just got the photos from a shoot I modeled for at school. It was inspired by the Alexander McQueen exhibit in NYC as well as Maleficent, the villain in Sleeping Beauty.

Fucking metal as fuck.

I just saw this friend notification on Facebook: “Chelsea R likes Sephora and Gangsta Rap”

It made me laugh out loud.

So, this one time, a truck stop ate an Auto Zone and took a massive shit with wheels.

Paramedics, please stand-by.

My friend’s dog looks exactly how I feel now.

This is the rear view. Don’t mind those crazy flyaways. It was so fuckin dark backstage, I could barely see what I was doing.