acidevangelist

Yep. Smashed to bits. I should see it coming.

I did get some amazing and funny words of advice from my manager at the bar tonight. Something about how I'm a hot mamacita, and I need to not like these boys as much as they like me. "Use this to your advantage (pointing at my body), but fucking use this, too (pointing to her head). Play their fucking game."

She's hysterical.

You know? G was the first guy I ever dated involved in music.

I'd love to see someone about my depression, but I have the worst healthcare ever, and I can't afford medication and/or therapy visits right now. Maybe once I get my financial stuff more in place.