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BURNOUTINGTON: TALES OF

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my aunt knows this guy.

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picture sitting here hours, going through coffees and joints and loving it. weekly. my brother came by to visit and at some point attempted to startle me and i was such a cave of a person i barely even flinched. it was hysterical. like the old lady having a mega mega delayed reaction to gary oldman shooting a bullet into the glass window behind her head in the professional.

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orange peel carnage in the form of a heart.

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severity triumphs.

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actually a good heat. burnt me into shut upsville for a bit there.

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now, couldya find a more perfectly matched hue if you tried? what are the odds? also i totally hated the taste of grapefruit for many (MANY) years and i’m sure if you googled raymi and grapefruit you could easily come up with many a quote by your hero comparing the taste of grapefruit to that of tart urine. close second similar in tasting, pineapple. not that i drink pee or anything.

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one more. magnificent. go me. irl the colour isn’t supposed to be this matched. my polish is called sorbet. which is orange, not pink related. my woody allen neurosi are showing.

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loooooove that ring girl!

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i am going to look extremely tall tomorrow. bachelorettes you’ve been warned.

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my new purse. and shirt. which was a dress on rose. baby did well today.

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new little skirt. troop bev hills.

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new belt.

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threw this shirt in my get rid of it box after this picture. it’s by aa, has dumb shit all over it (which you thankfully can’t see). mom gave it to me. she likes tacky glitzy stuff like she lives on rodeo drive or something.

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welcome to the courtney love vortex. it cannot be stopped. not until my hair gets longer.

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my mom pointed out that she has big features. big lips. big nose. big eyes. check check check.

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so basically for the next little while i am fucked. i’ve got more photos looking even more like her but i am tired of looking at myself and i’m bored and want to go out and play now.

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my little doll is copying mel and i.

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this little snack i made just blew my head off. scotch bonnet, suicide psycho xxx hot sauce from ali’s roti (ask darius, it’s intense) and scaled down with kozlick’s xxx hot mustard. then a pinch of balsamic. do i have a problem? yes, several. nothing hot sauce can’t cure. anything that blasts me out of reality is a-ok.

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  2. I love hot sauce!! I remember when we snacked on nothing but veggies in hot sauce and it was divine. Not much hot sauce here in Ireland (people here think tabasco is hot sauce and that is such a lie, worse than statistics it is!) and people here hate vegetables, so now I can’t wear cute clothes anymore because I have been replacing the non-existent vegetables with mayonnaise (which I hate and also is everywhere). Love your clothes though. Looking forward to the post where you wear the matching dress/top and rose bag, you’ll look like a classic movie star, not unlike Marilyn Monroe, but way more alternative. Like, the cult Marilyn that all the regular people aren’t cool enough to have heard of. Every time I try and post something, the internet cuts out…so quickly…you are looking gorgeous as ever and you seem so happy. I’m glad because you have an amazing life; don’t stop doing what you’re doing. If you’re ever in Europe, come and visit because now I live in a cute house in the sticks with 2 extra bedrooms (one I might turn entirely into a closet, but only until I can fit into clothes again) and an extra living room, so there’s plenty of space. Nothing like Parkdale though. Noooothing like it.

    What I wouldn’t murder for a proper West Indian hot roti.

    x

  4. can i mail you hot sauce? stop eating mayo! you are too nice to me rhonda. i miss you. a lot. when i think of mania diet i laugh. i want to come see you.

  7. jealous that there so much roti in toronto, is there a large west indian population or something? my boyfriend’s from trinidad but he has only one lonely roti shop here in d.c. to patronize, it’s sad.

  11. DID YOU READ THE HENDRIX BOOK WAS IT GOOD I LIKE BOOKS I WANT FRENCH ONION SOUP AND INDIAN FOOD NOW BUT I CANT LEAVE MY BED BECAUSE I HAVE CONSUMPTION THANKS HI IS YOUR PARTY ON THE 4TH FOR ME GOOD AFTERNOON AIR CONDITIONER DOGS

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