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mitt uppmärksamhetssökande har gått över gränsen................. insåg att det citatet som beskriver mig bäst är
[R:] Really? You're telling me you're doing all this for attention?
[C:] No, I hate it when people look at me. I get nauseous. In fact, I could care less what people think, about me."
"[C:] I want people to feel sorry for me. I like the feel of the burn of the audience's eyes on me when I'm whispering all my darkest secrets into the microphone. when I was a kid, I used to carry this safety pin around with me, everywhere I went in my pocket. and when people weren't paying enough attention to me, I'd dig it into my arm until I started crying. everyone would stop what they were doing and ask me what was the matter. I guess, I guess I kinda[unintelligible].
[R:] Really? You're telling me you're doing all this for attention?
[C:] No, I hate it when people look at me. I get nauseous. In fact, I could care less what people think, about me."
oj himmel vad avslöjande och naken jag känner mig nu. men for realzzzzz idag skrev jag "ähh, vad trkigt!!!!!!!!!!! VEM BEhöver inside jokes!! när man har MIG" till runeby VEM GÖR SÅNT
int en friskis inte en svettig. sjuk och torr är vad jag är
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