fuck off, debbie
i got this pin way back when and the shit said Debbie. i've been walking around town like some kinda debbie, waiting for the day when i'd meet a debbie. THEN! i got these here sunglasses. today, this happened. so i was taking all these really beautiful, meaningful photos of myself when boom. like a truck hitting a baby, i realized i'd lost debbie.
caught it on film. fuck, boys. i'm really upset about my debbie pin. i really like wearing it.. thinking about debbie... and what her dad's like. well? on to bigger better things i suppose. shit.
HERE MY HAIR
i told you i'd show you what it looks like. it's been ten years since i cut it all off. you've probably been crying into your cheerios every morning, wondering to yourself WHY HASN'T SHE SHOWN US YET, HOW CAN I START MY DAY OFF THE BALANCED WAY WITHOUT THIS HAIR KNOWLEDGE. well, here it is. and if you eat cheerios, you can go fuck yourself. you and debbie. who are you, anyway? hi mom.
so, there it is folks. The Head. me, the model.
picture of beauty and poise.
bye
jd
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