Bibelots and Baubles

You wanna argue with me.....BRING IT

you: Opinions are opinions. And to be honest I think is article was written by hipsters, because it's so I ironic.

me: I don't think they are being ironic, and I wholeheartedly agree that opinions are opinions, but that article doesn't even hint at opinions. It is bigoted bullshit and defines a certain sub-culture that I don't really fancy. Said sub-culture is uncultured almost upper-east side-esque music snobs. I know I sound like a dick, but they also are bashing such an artistic culture, that in my opinion you yourself represent. The indie culture, and don't mix indie with hipster, when I say indie I mean independent, underground if you will. The article states that a lot of these bands haven't made the billboard charts, which is correct but not because they are bad bands, it is only because mass media grubbing grunts only want booty popping tunes and sickeningly catchy "call me maybe" back beats and lyrics.

never ending loop

It is hard to live in a place where you don’t feel welcome and are being subjected to starvation by your own flesh and blood. I feel frail and tired far too often. I want to work more but with no money I can’t afford gas, leaving me in a spiral of sadness and confusion. Why is living so caustic. I revel in the thought of living on my own again but I think this thought is 6 months out of the question. I am stuck and the only one who even tries to help is stuck with me.

Hopefully our detailed planning with go through and work to our advantage, if now we shall be hungry for many more nights.

pre birthday blues

Kinda sad today, and yesterday for that matter. I don’t think I should be sad but I am. My mother is trying to evict me, note- she isn’t even my landlord. It is my aunt, and I am more than certain no one knows of my mothers bat-shit insanity. My birthday is tomorrow and she hasn’t spoken a word to me since yesterday and it was nothing more than hurtful gibberish. I was hoping things were clearing up with her attitude issues, but I was wrong. I am nothing more to her at this juncture in my life but a cash cow for her to get by. I hate that it is this way but it is and has been my life for a few years now. I can only hope to save up enough to get out until I can figure out where I belong in this world. I hope tomorrow is debaucherous and wonderful as it should for your 21st birthday. I only wish I was in California with all of my friends and not alone with the one person who is sticking by me through this shit.

Okay, I am done bitching. It felt good, now to get positive. Or at least try.

I was finally able to get my silver half moons looking kinda decent. Yay!

we have become vampires

Still up, oh god. What the hell is wrong with us.

Time to go sell NCAA to weirdos who think fantasy football is a good excuse to be called a gamer. Woooo!

BLARRRGHHHHH

So excited to finally be able to wear my favorite summer dress :]

Sigh

I need cheering up. Big time :[

these nail sticker things are wonderful!!!