trying to keep the words from coming out
i like brand new. alot.
i was supposed to go to richelles today. i feel kind of bad. instead im at my grandmas. again. but it was kind of short notice and my family was already supposed to come over here. oh well.
erica takes pictures of me. that makes me a model. bitches. cant argue with that shit.
no i suck at "modeling". im too awkward.
not that im complaining. just making an observation.
it seems like all i do is complain. and whine. but im not. mostly im being sarcastic. but from the comments i get people take almost everything seriously.
thats okay. at least i still have my wonderful boyfriend whos so in love with me. hes vacationing right now. on the french riviera. i was supposed to go too but my mom wouldnt let me. its because hes rich and beautiful. and she doesnt trust rich beautiful men. which is why she married my father.
anyway.
we're engaged. my crackwhore days are over. ive fallen in love. im happy. im going to be a housewife for the rest of my life and have 7 kids.
{insert bitter laughter here}
i keep going to the verge of having anxiety attacks. i mean its good that i can keep it under control but its happening so often now. already once or twice today and about 3 or 4 times yesterday.
im very worried about myself.
=/ i wish i could see my psychologist. but my family doesnt have money to take me. i should be thankful they can still get me my medications. not that they really work. i dont think they do. not at all.
going to dres today to sleep over. i hope i stay okay over there.
im wearing my marilyn monroe shirt.
prettiness.
i was supposed to go to richelles today. i feel kind of bad. instead im at my grandmas. again. but it was kind of short notice and my family was already supposed to come over here. oh well.
erica takes pictures of me. that makes me a model. bitches. cant argue with that shit.
no i suck at "modeling". im too awkward.
not that im complaining. just making an observation.
it seems like all i do is complain. and whine. but im not. mostly im being sarcastic. but from the comments i get people take almost everything seriously.
thats okay. at least i still have my wonderful boyfriend whos so in love with me. hes vacationing right now. on the french riviera. i was supposed to go too but my mom wouldnt let me. its because hes rich and beautiful. and she doesnt trust rich beautiful men. which is why she married my father.
anyway.
we're engaged. my crackwhore days are over. ive fallen in love. im happy. im going to be a housewife for the rest of my life and have 7 kids.
{insert bitter laughter here}
i keep going to the verge of having anxiety attacks. i mean its good that i can keep it under control but its happening so often now. already once or twice today and about 3 or 4 times yesterday.
im very worried about myself.
=/ i wish i could see my psychologist. but my family doesnt have money to take me. i should be thankful they can still get me my medications. not that they really work. i dont think they do. not at all.
going to dres today to sleep over. i hope i stay okay over there.
im wearing my marilyn monroe shirt.
prettiness.