Goosh! I want a G-Unit t-shirt too!!!
I’m a creepy chameleon. I can adapt to all types of environments I end up in. Give me a Volvo 240 and a snus* and I'll look like the local white trash nazi’s in Österbymo in two seconds First I thought it was because I'm really bad at packing. But it also seems like I, in a very strange way, have the right external conditions to look like a totally different person just by changing clothes. Not even my haircut and tattoos seem to prevent me from looking like Dennis the Menace when I wear suspender jeans. And when I went to to Ibiza, I forgot beachwear, so the Italian neighbour gave me a pair of minimal tanga’s. The only thing that didn't make me look like I was born to do coke and fuck on the beach forever was my refrigerator-white ass. And this weekend I went to Stickan’s trailer park in the woods without any warm clothes. The weather was of course shitty, so Stickan gave me a long batik skirt, leg-warmers and a crazy patterned scarf. After five minuets, my hair had started growing dreads and I was almost about to start dancing with trees and believe in love as the soulution to everything. But luckily I didn’t. I just stopped smoking. FUCKING CREEPY!!!.
PS. This is why I don't wear dresses. I mean, I would turn into Barbie after one minute and not be able to either live or poop.
*SNUS is the swedish tabacco you put under your lip and make you look like disgusting.