what's a girl to do?

when your dreams are on a train to train wreck town???

ya, just throw me away. brush that fucking dirt off your shoulder. one day you'll wake up and know that you cast aside the best thing that ever happened to you, and you will understand exactly how much you hurt me. but i guess that won't be for a while. if ever. you will just throw yourself away next. great thinking.

in other news, i'm wasting a perfectly good summer.

if you aint go no money

take your broke ass home!



today is day one of meeting new people and not being a wallflower. we'll see.
at least i look fucking fine in each of my tiny black dresses, so i'm not but so worried here.

i walked past the fish place on my corner about an hour ago and the old men posted out front started whispering when i walked by, and i was flattered, but trying not to pay attention- you know. but i couldn't help but hear one guy tell the guy next him "know her?...she's with the boss....yeah [so-and-so's name, i want to say it was chad, but it doesn't really matter]." and so i'm thinking, that was pretty fucking weird. i am NOT with anyone. and particularly not with ANYONE those fellas know. sweet. good to be mistaken for some old italian boss's piece of ass.

tgif, bitches.

i knew that one was for me. i knew it.

i think i won a little bit tonight, but mostly it was losses for me. heavy in the losses.

tomorrow i am going to some parties with eric, so i get to get nice and dolled-up. pretty happy about that, then i'm off to fly to see some people who actually want to hang out with me. then back to brooklyn, then off to see a couple more people who actually want to hang out with me. it's going to be a couple of pretty good weeks for hanging out with people who care about me (and want to feed me/let me play barbie's with them)

later skater.


"nevermind"