you may not see it here, but an honest look in real life and let me tell you...its not pretty.
desperate times called for desperate measures. and what i didn't learn at 12 the first time, has come back to haunt me for a second whippin of consequences. here i am tonight to let everyone who is anyone who knows me know, that if ever in another 13 years i think i am so desperate that i might need to BOX DYE my hair, give me a gentle slap across the face and say remember when...
hopefully that will do the trick. and this will be the last time i have to learn this nasty hateful life lesson. to you who have had good experiences i congratulate you and hope that you offer your sympathy towards people like me in this world who have to rob a bank to up keep the golden locks. i have little more to say here tonight. i am going to attempt the sweet REM state of being, but am concerned about my ability to do so because of the acid that is currently seeping into my brain....
and to my dearest father...
Dear Daddy,
you said it when i was twelve, and i don't know if its still available, but i know you are an honorable man, good for your word, so does the offer still stand???
love,
your littlest princess
---gag cough cough

