we went shopping yesterday because we are girls. i didn’t buy that dress. the print is like underwear i use to have. i bought two shirts, a cardigan, a necklace and some shoes. fil got new shoes too, and a shirt/tie combo. i chose his shoes and am taking 120% credit they are awesome, he would not have had the nerve to get them if it weren’t for me, i know they will be life-changing.

i talked to george for the first time yesterday on the phone, he’s in new york with marek. i asked when do i get to meet him, he said whenevs. i played it cool, don’t worry kids.

some anonymous hag from vancouver said i needed to go on a diet. i am already starving myself, and have lost thirteen pounds since late january. i know i am looking trimmer, i just think it’s funny how bitches try and pyschologically fuck with how you view your body when they are jeals or fatter than you, when i got skinnier a few years ago and weighed 115 lbs i would get fat comments a lot, the skinnier you get the more they say you are fat, it’s sad. anyway, vancouver can blow me and so can your fat mother.

fat is fat when you are fucking huge not when you are slightly bigger than a toothpick or a coatrack. what is wrong with bitches these days? i want to cut you.