TaylorCake

today I realized my portfolio is pretty terrible. I'm so glad I'm never going to art school. I want this mood thing on my journal to go away help me.

Yeah I talk about my best friend all the time I know. Shayla. My bestest friend, and the friend I have kept the longest (Almost 11 years) Happy birthday Buddy. 17 years old you old woman, you. "I NEED A LONG ONE" "The cat in the addict!" "durrmal" I know its lame to post inside jokes. But I don't care. I know SHAYLA thinks its funny so WHATEVER. Anyway Today I got in my first car accident. I wouldn't have thought that being rear ended would be so scary man. Like my heart bounced out of my chest. I felt like a cartoon. But no damage was done to my car or the guys car. So I think everything's gonna be ok. AND YESTERDAY OMG I WENT

But in a good way! Well I have a few goals in mind that i had to jot down so I can't bitch about what I want and just fucking do it With this LIST. Yeah its a list. Ok here we go. List: a) GET A FUCKING JOB HOE. YOUR MOMS GONNA RIP YOUR FACE OFF. ---- But I think Subway is gonna call me Friday to tell me if I got the fucking job. I better have got it ffs I worked my ass off to get that interview. Kinda. b) Get GOOD makeup brushes and start actually doing not shitty makeup. ---- These cheap brushes work, but they aren't what I neeeed maan. c) Uhh I want to stretch my ears, no larger than a 00 because they wont go back after that. a