my mind, it goes kind of fast
i'll try to slow it down for you.


August 2007 +
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I need to begin with a "I know I am not cool enough not pretty enough not everything enough and you hate me and want to throw daggers at me, but I will say what I want" disclaimer. So yes.

Yesterday was about favouritest girl in the world, today was about favouritest boy. Who we watched and was super fly and fierce and so cute and fierce. Well the entire thing was alot of fun to watch, minus the parts you want to hug them and say shit happens. And despite being the cold heartless bitch that I am, there were bits that I could relate to.

Strangely enough though, I don't seek alot of comfort in knowing that I'm not the only one who goes through shit... Because mm, at least make me feel like I'm going through shit so someone else wouldn't have to go through shit. But then like you realise everyone goes through their own shit. Why must it be like that.

Okay, will not make this post into an angsty rant. I would leave you with pictures but then I would go into my ugly legs ugly arms ugly ugly fit, which is no good. So just two...

And if you look hard enough, you would spot fierce shoes. Except the pictures do no justice to them. And I can finally say, "If Victoria Beckham can walk in them, so can I."

xx
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