how can one be so utterly fucking fabulous? seriously, it pisses me in a way. makes me feel like i'm a screwed up person.
okay i'm probably just obsessed. and the reason why i feel screwed up is probably more related to PMS than to Nicki. i'm pretty much in a suicidal mood right now.
a room like that would cheer me up though:
oh dear, i'm down. really down.
this post probably got a little more personal than expected. sorry about that. it's the only place i can share my suffering with a lotta people from a lotta different countries.
i love you guys. really. xo