Hollywood or hollywouldnt?

May 21, 2005 18:24

the LA lifestyle. the pitter-pat of someones prada clunky hells. the laugh of the metrosexual guy in his red sports car, only god knows he has a small dick, and then the stare of the greasy guy who works in the gas station, the one who will give you cigarettes because your shirt shows cleavage. but he didn’t come to work today, hard family life full of too much food and not enough money. so i had an empty pack and a bad craving. i walked outside, joined a friend and walked to a sushi bar. it was about eight pm and we were on 3rd street. during the day time families come here and eat brunch, strollers are filled with niave infants, and young girls buy one of a kind clothing from the boutiques... but at nightime its a different scene. its full of bars that under-aged millionares are let in before the legal thirty year olds that drink beer. the dresses are short enough to be called shirts, and heels are the only shoe allowed. everyones smoking cigarettes. i still haven’t found someone to bum off of, and everyones intimitating. were waiting in line for the sushi bar and i hear someone “hey, thats that guy from that show!!” I turn around, ehh noone I know, just some over tanned fellow with spikey bleached hair. thats why i hate this city, i just want to buy a fucking tuna roll and i get bombarded with wanna be celebrities who should just be home, rolling joints, and watching movies in their mega mansions. i hate how if someone walked in wearing last year’s boots or with a cheap watch, the world would stop and murmors of disgust would fill the world, JUST EAT YOUR SUSHI AND LEAVE. but then again, im a complete hypocrite. i was standing there too, with my marc jacobs flats and cashmere sweater, i could of chosen the cafe walking-distant from my small home, but here its different. i could of wore the boxers i wore all day, and said a big fuck you to all of those stuck up prisoners, but put me in a uniform and lock me up because i am just like them. like you, and you, and you, and i. its the survival of the fittest.
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