I'm over it like I'm over you ( Read more... )

what's love anyway? I obviously don't know what it is. I think about all these things... these horrible things and I just want to kill them so I can be happy again. I don't care how, I just don't have it in me to care anymore. What do you do when the person you care about is the same person causing you so much pain. Nothing is right, and it's my ( Read more... )

I hate commercials with dirty whores and prostitutes and the hormone crazy desperate little boys or perverts that jack off to them. They're all fucking losers. They're all fucking trash... whether they're actually in the business or they just like to be one of those pathetic freaks that get off on low class bitches.

click. blank happy, and loved. I'm never who I really around him.

There isn't a better feeling I get at work then the day where I get my crisp pay check that has $1,000 printed on it, no tax. I basically get paid to get pedicures, eat out with friends and meet super cool people. o, did I mention the free food and travel? hahaha yea, that too. Then I come home and my baby takes me out to eat, and we have such a ( Read more... )

Horray, modeling is going really good, work is really good, I get paid more than ever, and Marc and I are still really happy <3 Family is nice, I love my mom, and my friends are absolutely amazing. I did 80 laps in the pool the other day and it felt great, Las Vegas was awesome, Marc treated me so well, and his brother is so funny, we went to this ( Read more... )

Coffee, ciggs, clients, paper work, coffee, ciggs, 3 hour drive, meeting, paper work, print-print-print-hustle. Done.

So all I do now is fuck, drink, smoke, and work occasionally. Marc and I drank on 4/20, then we fucked in his jacuzzi... and then we went back to his house and fucked on his living room couch while watching shitty porn. yea, we've been drinking, and fucking like crazy... the drinking is new, but fucking was always a must in our relationship.I can't ( Read more... )

... and it's my back I'm breaking. I need to go to the gym... decide what I'm going to do for the rest of my life and make 2 thousand dollars by the end of this school year. I haven't started... this keyboard sucks.

Take shots, get naked, smoke cigs, get high.
Just get over it.