I'll cut a bitch...
FUCK!
Endia. What the fuck is wrong with this girl?? Always trying to fucking one up me about stupid shit!
I'm dying my mothers's dreads right and I realize I'm wearing my Suicidegirl tank top. I'm like OH SHIT I have to get this off now. So Endia chimes in about how it'll come right out. I'm like its permanent. And shes going about how it's rinses that don't come out.
BITCH ITS A RINSE!
A RINSE!
IT RINSES OUT!
Who's in fucking cosmetology school?
Oh, well I'VE never had a problem with getting permanent color out. I'VE never done this and I'VE never done that. It works when I do it... etc. etc.
Seriously...
Is it that desperate that she needs to be better than me?
She always wants to watch Jeopardy and blurt out answers and if they're wrong she goes "Oh, I was thinking of something else." or "I knew that." cause I knew the right answer. It's not my fucking fault that my father is a plethora of information.
So I went to private school most of my life. So did she. But I didn't spend half my school life in and out of group homes.
Fine.
She heard me sing once, now she thinks she's fucking Aaliyah. And very far from it might I add. I suggested a vocal coach to strengthen her voice. And she goes no because she wants to make it on her own natural talent.
BUT ITS NOT THERE BITCH!
She's already got her "look" planned for her second album.
She hasn't even made a demo.
My mother is a classically trained singer. I know the drill. I was just trying to help her out.
She was talking about some eye shadow she thought was blue and it was green. And I'm trying to picture this so I say it's kinda turquoise? And she goes NO ITS FUCKING GREEN. And my whole thing was if it looks blue and comes out green its obviously some blue-green turquoise-y mix. NOT ITS FUCKING GREEN AND IT LOOKS BLUE. But there are blue AND green particles... its GREEEEEEEN and comes out BLUUUUUUE, like I'm fucking slow!
OK BITCH I GOT IT. I'M NOT RIGHT!
My cousin Patrick said shes jealous.
I felt like the way she makes herself seem like the shit would lead me to belive otherwise.
She was like. "She's pissed cause your both full figured girls, but your proportionate and shes all lumpy and lopsided. She's all fucked up from scratching her zits and your face is almost flawless. Not to mention she wears those ugly contacts and your eyes are really pretty. And her makeup is fucked up. It's just too much. Basically just the way you carry yourself, just makes you much, much more attractive than she is. Plus you don't fake the funk about your figure, she wears shit she has no business wearing. So she has to justify this behavior and make up for her shortcommings, like her ragedy ass personality by acting like a know-it-all bitch. And you know this."
All the time it is with this girl. Shes really fun for an hour and after that it's like oh what the fuck am I doing.
FUCK!
Endia. What the fuck is wrong with this girl?? Always trying to fucking one up me about stupid shit!
I'm dying my mothers's dreads right and I realize I'm wearing my Suicidegirl tank top. I'm like OH SHIT I have to get this off now. So Endia chimes in about how it'll come right out. I'm like its permanent. And shes going about how it's rinses that don't come out.
BITCH ITS A RINSE!
A RINSE!
IT RINSES OUT!
Who's in fucking cosmetology school?
Oh, well I'VE never had a problem with getting permanent color out. I'VE never done this and I'VE never done that. It works when I do it... etc. etc.
Seriously...
Is it that desperate that she needs to be better than me?
She always wants to watch Jeopardy and blurt out answers and if they're wrong she goes "Oh, I was thinking of something else." or "I knew that." cause I knew the right answer. It's not my fucking fault that my father is a plethora of information.
So I went to private school most of my life. So did she. But I didn't spend half my school life in and out of group homes.
Fine.
She heard me sing once, now she thinks she's fucking Aaliyah. And very far from it might I add. I suggested a vocal coach to strengthen her voice. And she goes no because she wants to make it on her own natural talent.
BUT ITS NOT THERE BITCH!
She's already got her "look" planned for her second album.
She hasn't even made a demo.
My mother is a classically trained singer. I know the drill. I was just trying to help her out.
She was talking about some eye shadow she thought was blue and it was green. And I'm trying to picture this so I say it's kinda turquoise? And she goes NO ITS FUCKING GREEN. And my whole thing was if it looks blue and comes out green its obviously some blue-green turquoise-y mix. NOT ITS FUCKING GREEN AND IT LOOKS BLUE. But there are blue AND green particles... its GREEEEEEEN and comes out BLUUUUUUE, like I'm fucking slow!
OK BITCH I GOT IT. I'M NOT RIGHT!
My cousin Patrick said shes jealous.
I felt like the way she makes herself seem like the shit would lead me to belive otherwise.
She was like. "She's pissed cause your both full figured girls, but your proportionate and shes all lumpy and lopsided. She's all fucked up from scratching her zits and your face is almost flawless. Not to mention she wears those ugly contacts and your eyes are really pretty. And her makeup is fucked up. It's just too much. Basically just the way you carry yourself, just makes you much, much more attractive than she is. Plus you don't fake the funk about your figure, she wears shit she has no business wearing. So she has to justify this behavior and make up for her shortcommings, like her ragedy ass personality by acting like a know-it-all bitch. And you know this."
All the time it is with this girl. Shes really fun for an hour and after that it's like oh what the fuck am I doing.