brokenglassheart

work work work. mucho trabajo, pocito dinero. it should be the other way around. i am gonna run away with the circus and be the girl who can brush her teeth with her toes. or something. maybe i'll gamble. or get really shit faced every night and whore it up. naw, i'm too ugly for people who actually hire those whores. i'm not missing teeth or an eye. i don't have a peg leg or one of those holes in my throat from smoking too much. maybe if i had all that, those people would hire me. who knows?! maybe i can be a world famous hair stylist!! i can be like that girl from the L WORD who is knee deep in ass all of the time! because she cuts hair! geeeez, it's really like that too in some corners of the world. image is everything. pop culture is making me feel guilty for turning out the way i did. crooked teeth, big feet, a chubby belly, wierd eyebrows, funny looking eyes. it's funny how no matter how cool you think you are, someone comes along to make you feel like the biggest joke ever. this is negative ranting......... i'll stop. hope most of you out there are having a good week so far. i miss my friends in L.A. once more!