April 2010
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HATERS GONNA HATE →
March 2010
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DENIED
The mean lady won’t take the old clothes I am trying to get rid of because she thinks I’m not fashionable enough, even though I have DORKY COOL GLASSES and THOUGHTFULLY DISHEVELED HAIR and WRITE ABOUT SHOPPING and LIVE IN BROOKLYN and OWN LOUBOUTINS and DID EVERYTHING FASHION TOLD ME TO. I’m giving this shit to charity just to teach her a lesson.
February 2010
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I'm sorry but it's true. →
Remember what Kanye said, Emily. Your haters are your biggest fans.
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Sike, it totes was!
If you need me I’ll be at the Hudson, freelancing.
No, that last one wasn't me.
Jesus fucking Christ on a disco stick, have you no faith in me?
To atone, you should send me some white girl problems in my e-mail. This goes without saying, but you don’t have to be 1) white, or 2) a girl to be afflicted with so-called “white girl problems.” (It helps though.)
The Freelancer in Love With Danger
I’m so in love I must lie to “nice guy” and bareback it with “junkie” and I have to go to a boutique hotel just to get my “freelancing” done.
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