"I want to be rich and I want lots of money.
I don`t care about clever, I don`t care about funny.
I want loads of clothes and fuckloads of diamonds,
I heard people die while they are trying to find them.
Now I`m not a saint but I`m not a sinner,
Now everything is cool as long as I`m getting thinner.
And I am a weapon of massive consumption,
and its not my fault it`s how I`m program to function
I`ll look at the sun and I`ll look in the mirror.
I`m on the right track yeah I`m on to a winner.
Life`s about film stars and less about mothers.
It`s all about fast cars and passing each other.
But it doesn`t matter cause I`m packing plastic
and that`s what makes my life so fucking fantastic.
I don`t know what`s right and what`s real anymore
I don`t know how I`m meant to feel anymore
When we think it will all become clear
`Cuz I`m being taken over by The Fear"
~Lily Allen - The Fear
I can't believe it's December....My birthday is less than a month away....
Im stuck at 167lbs....This stupid problem area.....I can't lose anything!!!! Why won't it go away!
im so upset. My tummys so flabby and these stupid love handles............
I won a contest I got an invite to LOOKBOOK.NU so now I can properly stalk all the skinny people.....
I saw New Moon with David when it came out and we kinda got a bit touchy in the theater...he tried to put his hand between my thighs but the stupid things kept touching no matter how far apart I pulled them so he gave up and touched my chest instead..........Shamefull....
I think that for my birthday that Im going to get a VCH, a vertical clit hood piercing, or wait till after I have sex...im not sure.......I still want to finish my navel compass though. And I think that I'd like a nice tattoo on my side........
Urg, upsetness.

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