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Sunday, December 27, 2009

birthday.

c'est mon anniversaire, mes amis.

thank god my mother didn't get me a cake. i'm beginning to be thankful for being lactose intolerant. but you know what she did get me? a mirror. a full size, big ass, fucking mirror.

THERE IS A REASON I DIDN'T HAVE ONE IN MY ROOM, KAY THANKS.

she must've been fed up with me standing in her room, staring at her own mirror for hours. i'm a basement dweller, i'm not supposed to retrieve to the surface. no, not really. i can't stand being in the house, it's too close the the food.

anyways, i've been munching on skittles and mints for the past three days. i've not even finished half a bag of either, so i suppose it could be worse.

i think i should post a picture of what i look like right now. i'm going to seriously regret this.


i'm seriously thinking about getting my collarbones pierced. dermal piercings do look quite sore though. i pierced my own belly button in the eighth grade, and i get injections all the fucking time, so it can't be that bad. i don't even fucking care, i'm going to do it. (:

ariana, xoxo.

5 comments:

  1. Happy Birthday :)
    Oh, and i reckon you're right about the dermal piercings, I've heard they hurt like hell... Hehe i wouldn't be game enough :)
    Xx. Lillie

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  2. Joyeux anniversaire mon amie! :)

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  3. Happy Birthday Basement Dweller. :) I'm sorry things aren't going to hot. I think you might find my blog interesting too based on some of your posts. Let me know what you think. xoxo -Kate
    http://proanaquest.blogspot.com/

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