so i fisted smurfette..

no, not really. but i do have blue hair now! and since those gloves were pieces of shit i have blue-stained hands and grotesque nails. then my blow dryer finally took its last breath and died on me when i was trying to style it. fuck it, here you go anyway.

hottest cat lady in town?

know what time it is? paint time. hit it.

so i know no one really gives a shit about this, but i think it's interesting. my mom decided to track down her biological family, since she was adopted, and wanted to find out more about the family history. i won't go into much detail, that's hers to share, but i did learn this: she is half irish, half cherokee indian. growing up i never really knew what i was, except being indonesian. well, after learning this, and meeting my biological dad a few weeks ago this is what makes an Ashlea:

sooo yeah, that is what i learned! and learning is half the battle.



it's too cold to get naked so i'll end it with this:

looks delicious, right? no? buy a kitty and punch yourself.

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