Head of DRAMA Department

me at bar, always

Sun, 12 Aug 2012 11:11:41 -0400

me at bar, always

Personal Hygiene upon request.

Sun, 12 Aug 2012 11:09:50 -0400

Personal Hygiene upon request.

voldie: I turned on the tv and saw this dammit olympics SO THIS IS WHAT HELL IS LIKE

Sun, 12 Aug 2012 11:04:38 -0400

voldie:

I turned on the tv and saw this

dammit olympics

SO THIS IS WHAT HELL IS LIKE

Let’s all just be impressed she used the word...

Sun, 12 Aug 2012 10:54:11 -0400

Let’s all just be impressed she used the word ‘refined’ correctly in a sentence.

THE DRAMA QUEEN RISES

Wed, 08 Aug 2012 21:07:57 -0400

OMG Y’ALL HEY! Can you even believe we’re almost back to school for ANOTHER year of DRAMA!?! Summer has just been like so uber fun and full of Olympic DRAMA

WAIT I THOUGHT GABBY DOUGLAS WAS BLACK Y’ALL

I can’t bear to see it end but JESUS CHRIST I need to see my girls back at sch—-

HOLD THE GODDAMN PHONE Y’ALL.

I’m OLD. Omg no, not the haggard Barbara Walters old for christ’s sake, the hot executive, MILF (apparently this doesn’t stand for Mainly I Like Fries as urban dictionary very recently taught me) that every man is pining for!!

I facking graduated the shit out of college and I am hotter (and thinner—corporate coke diet DRAMA) than EVER!!

Now I know what you’re thinking, “UGHH now that you’re rich and successful you’ll forget all about us DRAMA QUEEN!!!!”—well quite frankly, yes I probably will. I mean when you’re so far up in the company at such a young age, it’s hard enough to remember to even call your GD family back!!!

But never fear despite the fact that I was a complete DRAMATIC mess this past year (mess termed used loosely I facking OWNED my senior year) I’ll do my best to rekindle our virtual relationship by way of your jealousy and praise.

So while you’ve been sipping your BLLs (Bud Light Limes, my go to drink—bros love it, so much cooler than drinking a Mike’s Hard FYI), lounging by the pool, and drinking your livers away I GUARANTEE my summer as america’s next CEO has been filled with so much DRAMA it’ll make your poor (i mean this in the monetary sense of the word) head spin!

FIRST DAY OF WORK

5:00 AM GOOD MORNING WORLD!!!!!

Only 4 hours till I start my new life as an executive at one of the worlds largest companies and I can already feel success, money, and drugs (EVERYONE does drugs in the corporate world—this is not college where only my boyfriend smokes weed when he doesn’t want to talk to me) running through my veins!!

5:04 AM Well why in christ’s name did I get up so early. It takes me all of five facking seconds to beautify this face

(born beautiful)

and my outfit’s been planned for weeks. I can be such a moron sometimes—lolololol jkjkjkjkjk I’m a goddamn genius.

5:10 AM Better make some BLACK (without cream or sugar, not a racist thing) coffee to get this day started right!!!!

5:18 AM This coffee tastes super off. Like I guess I’m just so used to Starbucks BOLD flavors (totes all I drink—except for my tri-weekly venti vanilla bean frap—without whip—on a diet) that this blend is just like so mild. Ugh poor people coffee DRAMA.

5:23 AM Fuck me I made it without putting grounds in.

6:18 AM Fuck this coffee DRAMA I’m just gonna get a workout in instead!!! I love love LOVE working out in the mornings because it just really sets the tone for my day. Like knowing I can consume 600 cals (TOTAL!!!) instead of 500 is just like so gratifying. Totes BMMs (boosts my metabolism)

6:30 AM Speaking of metabolism aren’t you supposed to eat like THE GODDAMN SECOND you wake up in the morning?! FACK ME IN THE BUTT (oh god not literaly, saving that kind for marriage) it’s been an hour and a half and I haven’t eaten. This bitch NEEDS protein!!!!

6:35 AM 4 egg whites and a half a grapefruit!! YUMMY!!! I LOVE eating clean and more importantly telling everyone HOW clean I eat. Better instagram a pic ASAP.

6:40 AM OH fuck YEAH I have bacon! Bacon is SUCH a good source of protein it’s UN-REAL. As are the cinnamon rolls and eggos I found in my freezer.

7:25 AM Jesus H. CHRIST could I be a flarger human. Oh well, at least my fridge and pantry are totes empty now so I won’t eat when I get home from work!! And now that I have 6 eggs (with cheese NEED my dairy), 5 slices of bacon, 2 eggos, and 8 cinnamon rolls (OH AND the grapefruit) I’ll be full all day!! Breakfast really IS the most important meal (and only) of the day assholes.

8:00 AM Omg better start getting ready!! MUST MUST MUST allot time for wardrobe DRAMA!!!!

8:01 AM OMG love all my work clothes. They were so expensive I don’t even want to tell you wear I got them from at the mall (FYI New York and Company gets all of their clothes like STRAIGHT from manhattan so like YEAH just saying).

8:05 AM Christ on a goddamn stick these clothes are so dykey and awful I’m going to facking murder myself before I even get to the goddamn office.

8:30 AM Ok outfit is ON and ready to go. I 86-ed everything I previously bought because it was drab and made me want to rot in a pile of corpses and went BRIGHT AND BOLD!!! Business etiquette classes will advise against this but what they fack do they know!?!?

8:40 AM Walking out the door in 6 inch heels, coffee (well, hot water) in hand, hair in a middle part AND waves and I have NEVER felt fiercer!!!!!

9:00 AM The eagle has landed in the nest y’all (me being the eagle—well more like a dainty swan and the office being the nest—idk it’s military terms) Noer offense but this building looks a tad on the poor side.

9:15 AM Met my new boss!!!! I can tell by his look he is in love with me AND my outfit. Probs not gonna sleep with him…

9:16 AM …YET!!!! Hahahahaa lololol this is so MAD MEN (it’s like law and order but different) of me!!!!!

9:30 AM Going over my “schedule” and how lucky I am to have this opportunity. I use quotations around the term schedule because if they think for 3 fucking milliseconds I’m getting up at 4:30 A FUCKING M every Tuesday they can give this “opportunity” to the homeless man outside.

10:15 AM Sitting in on a conference call with some other people talking about some kind of bullshit that bores me. When the FUCK is lunch.

10:19 AM Omg I bet no one eats here because they’re all coked out. I saw a guy sniffle earlier. Totes a sign. I better adopt that mindset IMMEDIATELY.

10:25 AM Praise the holy lady that bore Jesus we’re getting lunch in today.

10:26 AM PIZZA?! Are you facking kidding me. God I am so against obesity in America it is UNREAL. Precisely why I voted for Michele Obama—the first woman president CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!

10:35 AM If Michele Obama isn’t our president then why in fuck’s name do we love her arms so much? Facking media DRAMA.

11:00 AM Meet the other bro in my posish (position). Act like a fake whore. You know what my quotes on Facebook say: “KeeP FriEndS CloSe EneMIEs CLoSer” (alternating capitalization let’s people know how seriously you believe in something)

11:30 AM Spent the whole morning staring at my boss in his office… “sorry you’re first day is going to be a little slow!” UM yeah no facking kidding do you know how many rays are being missed so that I can watch you type nonsense into your computer and listen to Christian rock…this company is so goddamn rude to it’s employees it’s heartbreaking.

11:46 AM Boss bought me a drink (diet) from the vending machine out of the kindness of his heart. Can tell it’s SUCH a great work environment already. I just LOVE it here.

12:00 PM Meeting time!!! Sitting at an uber chic table with rolling chairs in a room with glass walls (ya know in case something inappro goes on in here and HR needs to see—the workplace is FULL of DRAMA lovers) feeling like the brightest mogul there ever was.

12:05 PM Oh joy we have an intern. “OMG you are so lucky to be here this will totally BYR (boost your resume)!!” SIKE. Everyone knows internships are the most useless things in this life next to free healthcare (OBAMA ‘!2 YALL!! Love that he doesn’t support this). Have fun wasting your summer and being my slave bitch.

12:10 PM Apparently the intern is not at my disposal. Ask a girl to make a goddman Starbucks run for you and it’s like you asked her to commit murder. See where the fuck SHE ends up in this company.

12:30 PM Lunch is here. So against the pizza choice it’s not even funny. Dairy AND carbs? Ugh so anti-clean. Why don’t you just ask to me to put on a suit of lard.

12:31 PM Chicken bacon ranch pizza FUCK YEAH. Love my protein fix.

12:45 PM The sixth slice was like a half.

1:15 PM What the fuck is corporate America doing to combat the afternoon food coma? Like clear up your DRAMA Wall Street and address some pressing issues for once.

1:30 PM Talking about my upcoming schedule for the next few weeks with like every goddamn manager in the city. SO flattered they all came to this meeting to meet their future boss aka me.

1:35 PM Turns out the meeting is mandatory and subsequently no one wants to take me on their assigned days or ever. Intimidation DRAMA much??

2:06 PM Learning SO much SO fast about the business. My notes are literally spilling out of my folder. Some say folders aren’t professional enough for the work force, but then again they probably haven’t seen how facking ADORBS my Lily Pulitzer folders are. Their loss.

2:15 PM My college self would totes be popping an addy right about now because god almighty this meeting is more boring than my grandmother’s funeral. Doodle time!!!!!

2:38 PM Was in the middle of drawing my dream wedding dress (sweetheart neckline, mermaid, enough lace and sparkle not to be whoreish—a TOTALLY original design) and one of the managers has the AUDACITY to ask if I was listening. I wasn’t. OBVIOUSLY.

2:55 PM Post like HOUR long monologue from my manager about how the youth is the future but the youth doesn’t seize the opportunities they are given and the only way to succeed in this company is to take advantage of every opportunity and I am just sitting here wondering when in god’s name they tell me how to spend my first million.

3:01 PM Said monologue was actually a strongly worded lecture to and about me. Noted.

3:30 PM Going out into the “market” to work our “product”!!! How fun! I thought they only had markets in India and other poor countries where they hate women and children.

3:31 PM Evidently we define “market” differently here in America.

4:00 PM Good Christ we are schlepping all over this godforsaken city in my aforementioned 6 inch heels. “you might want to dress differently tomorrow…like khakis and some comfortable shoes would be good!” ……………

4:00:30 PM Khakis.

4:00:45 PM The man said khakis.

4:01 PM DEAD.

4:05 PM Nowhere in my offer letter was there any mention of signing up to look like a dykey bogan for the next 40 years of my life (who am I kidding, I’ll be a trophy wife in 5—despite failing miserably at obtaining my MRS. Degree thus far—I’m just too picky!!!). Did these assholes not see The Devil Wears Prada?? Natalie Portman became successful when she was skinny and stylish, watch a fucking MOVIE.

4:07 PM Where the FACK does a bitch even purchase khakis? Is American Eagle still in business? Jesus Mary Joseph if I have to set FOOT in an Aeropostale…

4:15 PM This whole “market” business is absolutely worthless. I have blisters the size of JWOWW’s tits on my feet and these assholes expect me to actually exert manual labor. Um yes I am aware of the need to display product but I am more aware of the fact that we should hire the needy, lower class of America to do our grunt work—hence I simply refuse to lift a finger.

4:31 PM FYI a neon pink sheer shirt (remember BOLD and BRIGHT) does not hold sweat well. Another FYI—I’m going to slit my fucking wrists with this goddamn box cutter I have in my hand if I have to work another day at this job.

4:42 PM Someone just told me I’m doing a good job. So like nevermind your ability to state the obvious but OMG how flattered am I?!?! SO flattered. I just didn’t think this amount of praise would come so soon in my career but who the fuck was I kidding?! I am like the next Ramona Singer of the business world!!!!

4:55 PM But when the actual fuck do these people quit their fucking day. I have people waiting for me!!!! (text mom real quick to let her know I’ll be late for skype)

5:01 PM Quitting time! SO so SO proud of all the work I did today with my co-workers they are just such gems!!!! I fit in so well—probably due to my practice of being an absolute bitch in jr. high and putting down others in order to make friends—it absolutely paid off.

5:45 PM So great to be home after a long work day!!!! Can’t wait to hit the gym with all of the other fit corporate Americans!

9:00 PM OMG got so sidetracked organizing my apartment! Clean mind, clean body right?! (um yes, eating a gallon of ice cream and a half pound of Cheetos is my idea of organizing—it’s called minimalizing). I’ll totes work out tomorrow before my 5 AM meeting, it’ll be SO energizing.

10:30 PM need need NEED my beauty rest. Snap a quick pic of myself before bed. No make up, no filter, all beauty. Immediate instagram. No immediate Likes. GOODNIGHT WORLD, SO ready to face another day in the workforce tomorrow!!!!

4:30 AM FUCKING KILL ME.

TWO-ZERO-ONE-TWO

Thu, 19 Jan 2012 12:16:11 -0500

Hello everyone. In case you’ve been dead or under a fucking rock for the past 3 weeks, you’ve been enlightened by the fact that we are facking FINALLY in the year 2012 (cue that Rihanna “Party like its 2012” song, or just Party Rock Anthem for that matter—both such classics of our generation).

And while you might be relishing in your Franzia induced, just chilled in my BFFs basement, I don’t need a NYE kiss anyway, this year I WILL be different splendor—I’ve moved on to bigger and better things. 2011 was the year of sheer fuckery and I am making DAMN sure all you bitches are moving on. Out with the old (except for older men right?!?!?!) and in with the new! (how old is Maddox Jolie-Pitt these days??)

Open your ears and your eyes y’all or else you’ll be left in the shitter with last year’s fucking silly bandz.

FASHION

Brown tall boots with sweatshirt

This fashion trend is SO ground breaking and revolutionary that you probably won’t even see it in the states let alone the SOUTH until at least next fall (pretty sure Milan and Paris are still fighting over the copyrights etc). When I walk around with my Target tall mahagony boots and frumpy gray sweatshirt, you know what I am saying to the world?! I LIVE IN FUCKING LUXURY.

Stomping around in boots that say “I did not buy these at Payless, they are TARGET BRAND” screams how rich I am, yet I could still fit in at a thrift store that smells like mold and bong water. And what better way to compliment these bad boys then a sweatshirt that I’ve been drooling on for the past week?! (that’s not toothpaste!!! LOLOLOL JK!!) FABULOUS IS A GODDAMN UNDERSTATEMENT.

If I had a dick how could I NOT be drawn to the diva in such an ensemble?! It’s like “look at that girl, she has no upper body definition AND if she keeps those boots on, I’ll never know if she shaves”—I’m jizzing already bro!!!!

**Just to clarify I don’t actually want a dick, ok—that’s just unnatural and I’m 85% its what SOPA is trying to ban (Stop Over Penis-Admiring)—idk really know though—Wikipedia is down**

Moral of the story: if in 2012 you want to get laid, be the envy of every bitch on the block, and laugh in Vogue’s face—go ahead and break the bank $24.99 worth and work it girl!!!

HAIR

The Middle Part

If you are still parting your hair to one way or the other, you clearly missed the 6^th grade “omg what ear did you pierce” trend. I’ve come to learn that nowadays the side of your head you flop your hair to can say a LOT about the “type” of person you are. And Christ on a stick what if you are parting the “WRONG” way?! If you’re like me you have enough lesbo struggles to deal with on a daily basis, and we do NOT need more DRAMA on that front amirite?! Thus, it appears we have 2 solutions presenting themselves here: shave your head or adapt to the middle part.

Janiston has been middle parting for ages, yet she’s so homely no one took their eyes of Mr. and Mrs. Smith (which is NOT a documentary on Will and Jada Pinkett FYI).

But I am here to announce that a revolution in hair is upon us and I am the GD ring leader! Not only will a middle part accentuate how long and elegant your face is, but it will hide those god forsaken things growing on either side of your potato head. Dumbo was the lamest of the Disney movies and your parents should have taken note before deciding to procreate—but since they didn’t, the Middle Part will suffice as your savior.

So break out your fine toothed comb, get your Salon brand hair spray ready (Tresemme is my go-to, super expensive but salon experts totally use it!!!), and part the red sea!!! (unless of course you are in fact a ginger, in which case, go ahead and shave the head).

TECHNOLOGY

The Blackberry

It is blatantly obvious that the “phone” of 2011 was that goddamn iPhone, but before you Temple Run my ass out of here, you should really reconsider.

LISTEN UP YA’LL MY BLACKBERRY HAS GOT SHIT TO SAY

While an iPhone may be able to make calls, group text efficiently, take “cool” pictures, play awesome games, serve as a remote, not have to be restarted 4 times a day, have pretty accessories, play music at audible tones, and check email—the Blackberry is what is HOT in 2012.

Simplicity is the name of the game in the New Year (except of course my love life—that will NEVER be simple—LOLOLOLOL—you’d never understand—but I’ll explain later post Pink Moscato) and what is more simple than a really expensive phone that essentially does nothing?!

What better way to pretend I’m being a hard to get slam piece than not being able to respond to every beck and call of my man?! (just make sure you have access to email and/or your besties have his number at ALL TIMES). My Blackberry is small, cute, and SO mentally stimulating—have you ever played BrickBreaker?!—eats fucking WWF for breakfast. So sorry you signed that contract for that Otter box of shit for 2 years, I’ll be living the high life with my Motorola dreamboat!!

FACK…got my camera and my blackberry mixed up again…they’re both just so expensive, efficient, and square!!

**sidenote: who knows how to repair dents in a wall? I threw my, uh, book, at my wall yesterday after it failed to turn on—I mean turn a page—yesterday…get at me**

SOCIAL MEDIA

Go ahead and delete your Facebook and Twitter accounts y’all (for GOOD this time, not to just avoid all of the DRAMA you want to ignore) and get yourself a Pinterest for Christ’s sake!!!

From what I understand (don’t actually have one—too much FB and Twitter DRAMA going on right now ya know?!) you basically get to make a facking bulliten board of impossible dreams!!—on the INTERET! For EVERYONE to see! How facking innovative is that. For example, the other day I watched one of my BFFs (term used loosely because she’s like so lame and smells like what I imagine a shit sandwich to smell like) “pin” a TO DIEEEEE FOR wedding dress on her “board-thing”. Seeing her post this I was able to comment to her face “isn’t that a little ridiculous, like a) probs would never fit you and b) you getting married?! LOLOLOLOLOLOl!” and it was like the funniest time ever. It’s just SO great that I can see what all of my friends are dreaming of these days and be able to laugh at their expense!!

HER BOARD

MY BOARD

You thought “Whitney” was hilarious?! This is SO much better. From impossible diets, to cute outfits, to expensive houses—your friends are probs just as delusional as mine!

While I just cannot give you every single emerging, innovative trend of 2012, I do feel as though it’s charitable that I shed a small light so y’all don’t make my surroundings look like a facking bogan wasteland in the New Year. Like why would I divulge that becoming a vegan and replacing lean meats with as many carbs as possible is the latest diet trend? Do I want anyone to be as skinny as me?! NOT REALLY. Some things are better left unsaid, and some DRAMA is never best left untouched. I’m back in action for 2012 assholes, hope your lives become less miserable! :)

MISSED YOU GUYZ!!!!

XOXO DRAMA QUEEN <3

DON'T CALL IT A COMEBACK...

Fri, 26 Aug 2011 22:55:21 -0400

…but call it a facking comeback. I am back in the virtual flesh hotter, tanner, and thinner than ever. Spend all summer wondering where the fack this betch has been? Well obviously that’s a yes and obviously I don’t feel obligated to share every GD detail of my ever dazzling life. Some people’s Ls are so fucking good—there’s no need to flaunt it. Moral of my story…summer was so 4 days ago and no one gives a flying fuck about your summer job, your summer romance, your summer weight gain/loss, your summer vaca—we’re back in school punks and you know what else? THIS BITCH HAS SENIOR DRAMA.

Welcome to my senior year (NO REGRETS! <3) betches, strap yourselves in because I only have a year to fit in a LIFETIME worth of DRAMA.

(NIGHT BEFORE) FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL

9:30 p.m. Make sure to pop my BC on time. You never know what the fuck can happen on the first day of school. Big year…big DRAMA right from the start.

9:34 p.m. FACK I’ve already miss four days in a row this week.

10:00 p.m. Apply oatmeal face mask so my skin is soft as a baby’s asshole (that’s the saying right?) for school tomorrow. Gonna blow people’s fucking socks off.

10:48 p.m. AHHHHH TOO FACKING EXCITED TO SLEEP

10:53 p.m. Text my girl who I have class with: “Omg GURL we HAVE to sit together tomorrow meet me outside before?!!?” And of course she’s like “OMG DUH YES! Can’t wait! LOL” because like anybody seen sitting next to this bitch in class—instant reputation BOOST.

10:55 p.m. Text my other girl who I have class with: “OMG GURL so and so thinks she’s ACTUALLY the fuck going to sit with us tomorrow what a facking LOSER”. My first girl is actually a facking whore and I’d never be caught dead around her. Conspiracy DRAMA at its finest.

11:00 p.m. AHHHHH TOO FACKING EXCITED TO SLEEP

11:03 p.m. Better set 6 alarms JIC (just in case)

FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL

9:45 a.m. FACK FACK FACK FACK FACK set my alarm for 8 p.m. like a facking jack ass. I have like 10 minutes to turn myself from the bride of gd Frankenstein into Gisele Bundchen

9:54 a.m. Jesus Christ this is will just have to do. I think I hit somewhere between aforementioned spectrum. I’d gauge myself at about a Jessica Alba.

9:56 a.m. My gauging is severely skewed.

10:08 a.m. At least I’m getting my workout in running (with weights—my laptop is in my backpack) to class. Downside is having pit stains the size of Pam Anderson’s tits.

10:15 a.m. Oh that’s really fucking cool. Both of the bitches I talked to last night are sitting together already. Fine whatever you two have fun on the lesbo train…I’ll be JUST fine bro-ing it up with the dudes in the class.

10:17 a.m. This fat fuck lumberjack smells like a fucking urinal. KILL ME.

10:23 a.m. It feels so intellectual to be back in class again. Like nothing says I am fucking ready for upper level class DRAMA then taking notes on the syllabus.

10:31 a.m. Oh my fucking God if this old hag doesn’t let us out of this hell hole early I am literally going to kill myself.

10:33 a.m. BUGHHHHHHH blowing my brains out. My laptop is already out. Longest fucking semester EVER.

10:40 a.m. Mary mother of god what do you know the bitch actually had some common sense and knew I actually have a LIFE to tend to and let us out early.

10:41 a.m. Well what the fack am I supposed to do with these GD 35 minutes I have before my next class?!

10:45 a.m. Omg duh I’ll go to the student athlete center!!!!! How have I not been yet?! So much DRAMA there everyday.

10:52 a.m. Roll up to the center looking faucking hot as ever. Has summer been good to me? Um FUCK YEAH summer’s been good to me. Time to break some athlete’s hearts.

11:00 a.m. OK bros this bitch isn’t going to hit on herself! Step on up.

11:03 a.m. Jesus H. looks like they’re actually making me WORK for it this year. Better post up by the printer (usually I print at least 5 copies of everything I need so I can be there longer—people like to act like they’re mad you’re taking so long, but really they enjoy it).

11:06 a.m. 5 copies of each of my syllabi, 15 minutes of sticking my ass and chest out simultaneously, and approximately 9 death glares later…and guess who got someone to take her bait!? THIS GIRL

11:08 a.m. Are you fucking kidding me…the IT guy REALLY?! Apparently I jammed the printer. Whatever I’m fucking over his DRAMA already.

11:13 a.m. Ok fine I guess I’ll start walking to class…I can leave like SO late for class now that I’m a senior and like facking OWN this gd campus.

11:20 a.m. OH MY FACK FACK FACK FACK FACK WHERE IN CARMEN SAN DIEGO IS MY FUCKING CLASS?!?!?!?!?

11:30 a.m. Still wandering. Did I mention I’m sweating my nads off? BECAUSE I AM.

11:44 a.m. Finally find this god forsaken building after asking one of the staffers here. Like might as well just die if I have to converse with the help around here.

11:47 a.m. Ok everyone facking make it MORE obvious you’re checking me out when I walk into a 200 people lecture 30 minutes late. Like oh my god I’m just trying to get my learn on!!

12:15 p.m. FREE AS BIRD BETCHES. Facking DONE with this dogshit class bullshit!!!!! Strut my ass to the parking lot to facking roll outta this hell hole (blaring some dubstep to attract some bros on the way out— #np Party Rock Anthem) and mack on bros at the pool. It’s my last stint at this institution and I am OWNING this DRAMA!

12:45 p.m. Get home. Actually the fuck look in the mirror. I still have the GODDAMN OATMEAL MASK ON MY FACE.

SENIOR YEAR——OVER IT.

Photo

Thu, 14 Jul 2011 20:39:28 -0400

mylifemyrulesaals: I’m on one! Summer 2011. Story of my...

Wed, 29 Jun 2011 15:43:20 -0400

mylifemyrulesaals:

I’m on one!

Summer 2011. Story of my L.

Noer offense but it’s true.

Look for the betch in the downtown Cincinnati area holding this...

Mon, 27 Jun 2011 10:51:43 -0400

Look for the betch in the downtown Cincinnati area holding this sign. Save your money, give me DRAMA.

But you better facking give me a quarter too. Betch is broke.

likeimdevastated: Ja’mie King: a muse for the ages

Thu, 23 Jun 2011 13:47:25 -0400

likeimdevastated:

Ja’mie King: a muse for the ages

Thu, 23 Jun 2011 13:46:51 -0400

must. have.

Mon, 20 Jun 2011 16:03:22 -0400

must. have.

DRAMA IS THE PARTY.

Mon, 20 Jun 2011 16:01:33 -0400

DRAMA IS THE PARTY.

TRUTH

Mon, 20 Jun 2011 16:00:43 -0400

TRUTH

fucking boost my L already and bring the Simple Life back...

Thu, 16 Jun 2011 23:26:29 -0400

fucking boost my L already and bring the Simple Life back world.

Who is more DRAMATIC than Celine?

Thu, 09 Jun 2011 17:12:51 -0400

shutyourface09:

NO ONE.

One of the OG DRAMA Queens.

Thu, 09 Jun 2011 11:50:24 -0400

One of the OG DRAMA Queens.

eitoblaq: Now THIS is one DRAMATIC little bitch. brbz while I lolz myself silly. *burning...

Thu, 09 Jun 2011 00:49:23 -0400

eitoblaq:

Now THIS is one DRAMATIC little bitch.

brbz while I lolz myself silly. *burning cals*

Drama queen.

Thu, 09 Jun 2011 00:47:40 -0400

scribblesanddoodles:

DRAMA Queens unite and bow down to Regina George.

**moment of silence***

OMG WHO AM I KIDDING I CAN’T FACKING SHUT UP.