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And don't worry, I'll be the first to tell you that you are such a pretty, kept little girl. One day, when you're in the real world, you'll fall so hard and no one will be there to catch you. For now, surround yourself with your vapidity and materialism - it's only going to shroud reality until it slaps you in the face, off that pedestal you placed yourself on.
In more tangible news that everyone can follow and not have to suspect that I'm writing vicious things about them, this weekend should be good. A photoshoot in Lakeland (not Land O' Lakes), potentially checking out the Andrew Norcross Pimp Shack version 3.0, a trip to the beach with the college kids at First LOL, and *hopefully* I'll strip my computer and finish cleaning.
I watched Monster which was about Aileen Wournos and it was scary and wonderful all at the same time, though I must say I wish Charlize had picked someone other than Christina Ricci to have sex with. I contemplated that if Aileen was able to look like trash and make all that money prostituting, I could make a whole lot more. Heck, I don't live that far from Nebraska Avenue where prostitution is a legitimate career/lifestyle. Yehhhhhm.
I suppose that's about it. Still slightly depressed but that's passing and when I feel it, it's fleeting. Talked with my Andy tonight...Vancouver...that place doesn't even exist. Psht. (sorry to all the Kevins out there I might offend)
I think I am getting sick.
Stop pretending like you have any frikkin idea as to what's going on cos you don't. If I wanted you to know, I would have told you - I've told a whole seven people and that's all I really want to tell.
In more tangible news that everyone can follow and not have to suspect that I'm writing vicious things about them, this weekend should be good. A photoshoot in Lakeland (not Land O' Lakes), potentially checking out the Andrew Norcross Pimp Shack version 3.0, a trip to the beach with the college kids at First LOL, and *hopefully* I'll strip my computer and finish cleaning.
I watched Monster which was about Aileen Wournos and it was scary and wonderful all at the same time, though I must say I wish Charlize had picked someone other than Christina Ricci to have sex with. I contemplated that if Aileen was able to look like trash and make all that money prostituting, I could make a whole lot more. Heck, I don't live that far from Nebraska Avenue where prostitution is a legitimate career/lifestyle. Yehhhhhm.
I suppose that's about it. Still slightly depressed but that's passing and when I feel it, it's fleeting. Talked with my Andy tonight...Vancouver...that place doesn't even exist. Psht. (sorry to all the Kevins out there I might offend)
I think I am getting sick.
Stop pretending like you have any frikkin idea as to what's going on cos you don't. If I wanted you to know, I would have told you - I've told a whole seven people and that's all I really want to tell.