Self-loathing is selfish.
The plight of the pleasant peasant who ate pheasant.
His name was Perry.
Funny how the people who know you the best are the most oblivious as to who you really are.
Too much becomes not enough when you have nothing left.
Happiness is incorporated
Sadness is syndicated
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so for a few years now my lady friends and sister have asked/been asking me to dress them up and do their makeup and i still can't figure out why. no that's not true, i have amazing style i'm a fucking fashionista icon. i do the makeup "oh kelly i love it how did you do that you have to teach me i need that color blah blah!" i throw several items of clothing at them, they put it on look in the mirror and say "i'm dressed like you now". i wonder how that could be? can't possibly have ANYTHING to do with the fact you're wearing MY clothes and we have different styles eh. no that would just make too much sense. what is my point - if you don't want to look like me don't ask to wear my clothes. all your "... i look like you" 's can go to hell its not my fault you can't pull it off so don't act like i'm the one who is inadequate. there isn't fuck all wrong with how i look.
my dog got shit on by a bird this morning.
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