BUTCH HUNT. URGH.
thank pete it's over i am so very very glad. i thought i was tougher but i've had enough of people judging me based on what they see or whatever inaccurate bullshit they hear about me. i'm done and out. fuck you all. i'm going back to my very low cut jeans and push-ups bras and cartoon motif underwear and my mascara. oh my good lord it's so hard not to play yourself when you don't want to. people are so shallow. enough of people. i couldn't even begin to imagine their mindset being so straight, and this is the gay community we are talking about. i am so happy i didn't win because the winner will have to record an album and that will be detrimental to my career. (if you are sitting cosy behind your computer screen and smirking away thinking i'm comforting myself, you can go fuck yourself many many because you don't understand why) i think my GIRLFRIEND CALVIN deserves first runner up for talent segment because her violin playing rocks. i love the friends i made during the course of this competition though. you're my favourite Karl ;), beause we were all so shy and yet we stood on stage in a packed house and fucked up our dance moves and winged our talent segment and were stone drunk by Q&A and then got slammed senseless online. i dare say, we're so fuckin' butch.