i bought a black t shirt recently, which is only a momentous occasion when you take into account that the last black t shirt — black anything, really — i bought was like, eight years ago.

this one has a big white puffy-paint skull ‘n’ crossbones on the front, except the crossbones are actually hearts. it makes me feel like jimbo jones, and also reminds me of when i was fourteen and sometimes wore a big silver ring in the shape of a skull. i bought it along the way, during a highschool art trip through thailand.

the weird thing is that right after i paid for it, these two middle-aged chinese women sidled up to the counter and bought one too!

it goes really well with my red pleather studded belt. i’m so punk rock.