Sunday, 2 September 2012

We sound like a bad repeat of the Simple Life


I'm so hungover.

What the f*ck how can she be hungover? How does she have more of a social life than I do?
Oh my god, I'm so jealous, I had like, the worst night ever last night.

I hooked up with a Calvin Klein model... or he might have been a model for Bonds...

Her hot pink polyblend jumper is making me itch from over here.
Okay, theres like, a total difference between a Klein model and a generic Bonds model.

Well, either way, we were hooking up while he was carrying me and walking. It was so hot.
 
I can't stop staring at her crooked, wonky teeth. They're mesmerizing. Like I'm being hypnotized.
Huh? Oh... that's hot.

It was so hot.

We sound like a bad repeat of the Simple Life.
I went to a really crappy gathering last night.

Cool.

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She's on her phone, so I go on my phone. No messages. I pretend to be doing something so I look important. One of the uncles who I once thought was hot comes up and shows a video of his daughter doing equestrian crap.


...cool.


She goes through his photos once he leaves.


Oh my god.

What?

Oh my god.

What the f*ck is it?

I can see her freckled face trying to disguise disgust.
F*ck, what the f*ck is it?

He has... she leans in closer... PORN on his phone.


She throws the phone away as if trying to rid herself of the unsanitary images.


Oh my god let me see!

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... That's hot.
 

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Let's go inside.

Okay.


I sit down with my brother and the other twelve year olds. My stepsister walks right past me, no hello. Bitch. Its so boring I would rather be at home looking at my vagina with a hand mirror #datenightreference. All the food is or has meat in it. Great time to be a vegetarian. Maybe this means I'll lose some weight? Pavlova. Gross. Do I have to eat it? It looks like cellulite without the flesh on top. Ew.

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