No one reads my journal anyway, but if someone does... please help me and

GET ME A FUCKING BOYFRIEND!!!!!!

I feel so lonely.

I hate birthdays, specially when its my birthday!

But you know what? It's the first time that I feel grateful for being alive and all that crap.
I just realized that there are people who really care about me, and they are more than I thought.

Tonight is the night and we're gonna celebrate at FUNHOUSE and all my brazilian SG friends are invited!

My mom gave me a tattoo for my b-day, I'll go to the studio tomorrow and tattoo a fabulous Betty Boop.


I feel so fucking fine. I would only ask for a fancy cigarette now.

I am single.
I am not only single, I am alone
I am single, alone and fucking fat. I know I shouldn't be here complaining about being fat, but jogging and eating less carbohidrates, but I am single, alone, ugly and I need someone 'cause I don't wanna die alone, therefore I fucking eat candies!!! I just hate this world where ou have to be skinny in order to be considered beautiful. I'm tired of hearing "Oh, what a waste! You are sooo beautiful... but you're chubby!"
Have we reached a point that you are nothing if you don't look like Sienna Miller?

There is a time that you realize that cheap vodka won't save you.

They say I must lose weight in order to be happy, in order to be beautiful and get married and have 3 blonde children, blah blah blah.

Nah. I just want to be loved as I am.
I just wished someone could see some beauty in me.

I don't know why Las Vegas inspires my life so much! I've never even been there! And now all I do is partying like I am in Vegas, drinking a lot. A LOT. A WHOLE FUCKING LOT. I am almost selling my heart to buy a new liver, no kidding.

And if there is no Atari, well baby, welcome to Vegas.

Now I know that if I want to go to Vegas, all I need to do is catch a cab and ride 6 blocks!

Shallow post, I know, but I just don't feel like writing deep things if no one will read.

Now it's official: I'll never party again. Ever.
Atari, my favourite nightclub in this city has closed because the neighbours (which are MY stupid neighbours, since I live in the same street) complained about the noise and the gays kissing each other on the street. C'mon, it's the 2nd milenium, can't people love whoever they want? Oh, I hate conservatives!
I'm gonna miss the good old days... I know it sounds stupid, but my routine was to go a store and buy Lucky Strikes where everybody knew me and I didn't even have ask for cigarrettes, then I'd drink something (everything) in a cheap trailer (and since the club is closed, I'll never see the owners again and I liked them ) and go clubbing.

Now I'm gonna stay here, reading and watching old movies, without a boyfriend or a date, like the loser I've always been, without a cool make up.

Why is it so fucking hard to find a cheap apartment in this city? I'm not asking for a palace with a nice garden and a fountain, I just want a place where I can smoke and drink without my mom bothering me, I don't mind if it's small and falling apart, I just need it to be fucking cheap and in a neighborhood where I won't get robbed and killed!

I don't have much to say. It's a tuesday afternoon and I'm here playing with my dog and reading a stupid book. Maybe I'll hang around the coffee shop for a while but then I'd have to actually take off my pj's and do something with my hair and I don't really feel like doing it.
I HATE THIS TIME OF THE YEAR! All my friends are travelling and even my boyfriend is off to the beach today. That means that they're all gone and I won't have friends to go with me to Orgástica or whatever and that sucks.

I wish I wasn't that loser and had more friends

I have to post something here, so I'll post something about how I fucking HATE Christmas.
I really do.
That's why I told my stupid family to fuck off and that I would spend the Christmas evening drinking and getting high in a nightclub that never let me down and is always there for me, OPPOSED to my family that is never there. Fuckers.