another angry poem

You know what?
Is life just full of anger and hate
where two girls are embarresed to be seen on a date?
where people try to look oldfashioned
edit their photos to show their vintage pashion
blogs, tumblers, lookbooks and what I wore today
are you a faggit by night or a faggit by day?
designer
vintage
cheap
expensive
indie
scene
goth
greb
retro
chav
grunge
kinderwhore
gangsta
breed
mainstream
all one-worded lables that people either give themself or aspire to look like.
is this what the world is now like?
proving yourself, doing deeds for votes
I am about as botherd as the next bloke
who's existence consists of beers and pies
and watching the footie everynight
his wife annoyed about cooking his dinner
only wishing she was thinner
whilst her children live their mediochar lives
(whilst dad still munches on his pies)
sister reading the fashion magazines
covering her wall with paper cuttings
of her favorite model, idols, band, style
while brothers bedroom consists of one pile
of porn magazines and the others of cars
never really attempting to educationally go far
sister posting her latest outfit or thought
on the internet on her laptop father had brought
(he didn't eat pies for ONE MONTH!)
no one understands how it was done
that he accepted how much money he wastes
on things that are gradually loosing their taste
while waistes expand and chests grow larger
curse those pies, beers and lagers.
All I want in life are doc martens and dresses
and red hair dye so I can dye my anorexic tresses
and plenty of money and loving man
who'll take me on holidays where the sun's as white as the sand
and the oceans are still and the breeze is cool
now tell me ... am I a fool?

KatKatKatKat






LIKES:
FEMALE FRONTLADIES
MENTHOL CIGARTEETS
FESTIVAL CAMPING
DRAWING FLOWERS ON EVERTHING
WALKING HOME FROM PARTIES
VODKA AND DR PEPPER
HEATHER MCCLURE
RED HAIR
FEMENINSM
POETRY
FREE SPEACH
GOOGLING WEIRD CRAP LIKE SPIDERS OR GIANT WATERFALLS
REISS' AUNTIE KAREN
COURTNEY
KURT
KAT
MILES
MAKE UP
SHOES
FREEDOM

 
KISS MY FAT ASS

OK. Holemad.

THIS MAN MAKES MY LIFE. DO NOT LEAVE. YOU CURE THE BORDOM DISEASE
SIT THE FUCK DOWN.


IT HURTS ME TO SAY I LIKE THIS SONG.

I HAD 3 STRINGS AND HE PULLED THEM ALL.

Hey, so glad you can make it, yeah, yeah, yeah, now you've really made it.
when they say that rock is dead, they're probably right.






KISS MY FAT ASS.

EMBRACE TIT.

YO! GINGE!

"... what?              why thankyou I do look good naked!"

There is only 2 loves of my life. Men and fishnets.

I KNEW I SHOULD OF BROUGHT THIS DRESS FOR PROM.



FUCK YOU, I'M GETTING WAISTED TONIGHT.




KISS MY FAT ASS.

In light of recent events I've decided that I only care about a few things in life....
1. friends
2. clothes
3. make up
4. shoes.


everything else can sit the fuck down.
I am so ill.


what did you get for your birthday?
PERSON1: a laptop
PERSON2: a phone
ME: a virus


cheers mum.
Seeing as it is my birthday this Wednesday (15th), I will be getting a camera ( dad told me)
This means that my blog will be getting a whole lot better!