Mother Mother - Burning Pile
All my style, all my grace, All I try to save my face.
All my guts, try to spill, All my holes, try to fill.
All my money been a long time spent, On my drugs, on my rent.
On my saving philosophy, it goes:
One in the bank and the rest for me.
All my troubles on a burning pile,
All lit up and I start to smile,
If I catch fire, then I'll change my aim,
Throw my troubles at the pearly gates...
NIN3 items worn: *teal & blood red maxi mesh skirts* *tye dye fringed tank* *shoulder fringed T*
Today I went to Michael's to buy decorations (glitter skeletons, glitter skulls, glitter body parts, glittterrrr) & Devon went exploring for the perfect forest for Allie's 19'th birthdeath tea party.
We're electric with excitement about the website, it's ready, and we're only waiting on our seller's permit to open the store for the first generation IX T's. We wont be offering the lace pants until we get our standard sizes decided and find a pattern maker/ sewer that we trust, to prepare in case the volume of orders exceed what we can make ourselves. But we're working hard to make this all happen fast.
One thing we're scared about? Taxes. Fuck business technicalities! We just want to give you all of this for free. The world will be a great place when we're millionaires...
Friday's tomorrow, get ready to pump it up... 9 girls always have exciting Fridays.