It had to happen

For the first time in weeks I have actually turned my laptop off to
get some sleep. Thinking phone as well. No distractions. No waiting
around.
Just sleep.

if you love someone

should you really let them go?
what happens when all of a sudden it seems like the only solution?
fuck.
je hais ma vie

I leave CDCW

For one freaking day and I find this. Gin club and crackers.
Oh yeah, I'm going to FBI fAshion college! I had my interview today,
which I stooged fantastically but not enough. Parental debt how I
havnt missed you. But seriously- mum, dad? I love you both. 4 star
retirement village. With a golf course. X

Professional Suicide

nawww, actually i am making babysteps into education and all that shit.
i mean, i wish it would make my parents proud but i guess it won't. because even if i get in, i won't be able to pay for shit.



fuck.

i jsut realised the point of this blog is how i feel like a fuck up to my parents.
then i read this.
god bless street boners and tv carnage

not angry, not sad

just stuck in the bedsheets with books.
taking the brain out for a walk yeahhhhhh.

so close

to clicking delete on this whole game right here.
to even be bordering on the same blogosphere with the rest of the overly emotional and self involved fucking girls of Newcastle- well, i would rather work as a receptionist and die a Normie.

you little girls- are horse shit.
please spend five minutes thinking about how much your stupid lives are easily fixed rather than talking about your eating disorders and sexual afflictions.
you are all so self involved and inane it is sickening!!!
get some fucking role models and stop sullying the names of literary greats for kudos.
Jesus gosh darn Christ.

your parents need to spend more money on therapy and less on your fucking stupid hair cuts

I wish i was in paris with you AH

But i also wish i looked like this too.

my new jeans

bargain cheap monday for the win!
$90 at abacus on darby street.
too bad the chick who served me was a rude ass mofo.

killed my shopping experience

Triangles and grunge and pixies OH MY

new shizz at pixie market
Orphan age.
shakuhachi
stolen girlfriends

Pigs in Paris

And i miss you terribly.


stupid.

i hate how everytime we have an awesome conversation, it gets ruined!!!! stupid french, stupid tourists, stupid internet, stupid reception.

your room is messy and im sorrrrrraaaay. i will fix it tonight.
hey! 5 weeks tomorrow!!
believe that shit or not! or is it 6? no, im pretty sure its five!!!

call it love ,call it hate, call it high (m)Art

coolest site i've seen in awhile..
check out this badass gearz.
costume dept., brian litchenberg, rojas, teamo, super fertile and more awesome young fun designers...
check it out

More Catherine McNeil

this time with a rabbit. she is one of my favourites.... i like erin wasson alot though...
i guess its Cat, Erin and Daria.... AND Irina.... and Iekeliene......
shoot is for Harpers

sorry if

all i do lately is talk about how awesome my kid is.

but he is the bomb. here he is with ayesha

Bonnie Tyler, Gin and Tonic, Subway, Valley of Teh Dolls and DRAMA IRL

my night.
all the self control in the world to not spend all my money.
alll myyyy mooonnneeeyyyy

i actually saved. i do need new jeans though.... which know, is essential....

anyway. cute stuff from Nasty Gal. Again, shit name, cute stuff. cheap and cute.

Lately

Has been this. Four bottles of vodka in a week. Two seasons of greys
anatomy. Lots of sharing. 8 packs of marlboros....
Brilliant dramas and fantastic cheer ups.

Like I said

Best kid ever. Thanks to Beth and Kat for blowing this picture up so
it was actually bigger than owen himself! This is the most I've liked
cakey ever. Too freaking cute.

Marla Darling

Owen and MD at the bus stop. Too rad. My kid vs your kid any day.
Such. A. Babe.
Owen on his way to preschool.

Uncool

Hey russh, I love you but holocaust. Chic? No thanks. How the two
inspiration pics were Jewish women in concerteation stripes and a
Simon and garfunkle cover confuses me. Ummmmm

The. Fuck.

Things have been

Getting a little crazy. I'm going to go to uni and be a doctor or a
something else fancy. Because being a fashion dork doesn't pay very
well at the moment and you don't want to marry someone who writes a
blog. You want to marry someone with a degree and a savings account. I
don't have savings but I have pretty things? I love you just how you
are... You won't love me though, for being what I am. So I'm going to
be normal. I am going to be a normie so you will love me. I'll learn
how to drive and I will go to the gym and I will eat salad and shop in
malls for clothes... At chain stores...... With my giggly uni friends
in our calf length boots and our boring neutral knit wear. With the
tank tops that don't sit right lengthwise over our jeans... They are
just a bit too short because they are supposed to be super tight to
show off my padded bra right? I just want someone to like CA for CD.
So real jobs and coffee dates where we don't talk about throwing up
vodka or pooping. Dinners where we each drink only the ONE glass of
wine... Not a bottle each. A clean house full of furniture from
freedom and throw rugs and scented candles. A wardrobe filled with
boring shit I buy only once every while because I'm saving for another
trip to Thailand or Bali for some fake Chanel and buckets of vodka red
bull.

Oh, to live the dream.

neEDS CHANGE?

one

two

three

four

five

six

seven

eight

old hairstyles.. wanting to revisit... heeelllpp meee
aware i look uggo regardless, don't need to reiterate that point kids.
cast your votes please!!

Maise denim sale

online at the gs's maise store.

For the first time

im going to just go for it.
fuck you fear.
the fear of rejection gets stale and its time to just fucking immerse.
sorry friends and family.
im going, no more excuses....
no more falling in love and staying for love, no more wanting to watch my friends leave and be happy for them, no more fear of being alone. I'm a fucking big girl i can cut my own cord.
laters spewcastle.

SAINTS< SINNERS AND IRONY

oh god this hurts

Stupid fun

Worst pain. An entire layer of skin gone plus it's split from the
cuticle down. Ouuuch