"Drink lot's of water while taking this medication"
Just got done being a dead girl. In a Max Production. Sweet. I got the role of the Psycho’s love interest. He carried me into where he kept the bodies, laid me down, not throwing me. A beautiful love scene. The premier is next Saturday at five.
My dream of being an actress is progressing a lot sooner than I thought. I’ll be famous someday, just you watch.
Another happy thing. Get to move out of this shithole on the first. To a real lovely sort of place. With my lover. It’s going to be our hide out. Our palace. It’s beautiful. So nice. We’re so excited. Our life together is really happening. Watch this last forever.
But don’t expect to ever come over. I don’t want anyone to know my where-abouts So perhaps I won’t be half as paranoid. Because it’s really not a choice and really it’s not fun.
Seriously though. We’re going to live together. Not like it is now, but, really share a home. Wow.
I’d imagine us living there for about three to five years. Then purchase our own home. And raise children and such.
Yeah.
I don’t know.
Oh yes. Gwar was on Friday. Charlotte, Robbie, Brian and myself went. Brian and I were mostly inseparable the whole time. But the times Charlotte and I walked around looking for people we knew, people turned their heads. All dolled up. The most gorgeous girlies in the place. It was hot. I love Charlotte. She can come to my new house. And Liiiiiiiiiiz too. Just as long as they don’t tell anybody.
God. I can’t wait to be alone.
But it doesn't work. Because she's always here.
Last night I discovered her name.
I fucking hate her.
Maybe the pills will make her go away.
I’m actually telling the truth to a psychologist. Next appointment, Friday.
I can’t believe it. She told me her name.
It makes so much sense.
I hope she doesn’t come tonight.
Just took a shower. And alas the mutant blood from Gwar came out of my hair. It stained the blonde red and green. La la. La La La lalalaaaaa.