turquoise trash (runawaygirl) wrote,
turquoise trash
runawaygirl

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mommy when I grow up, I want to be BARBIE !   (the bitch has everything)

I am quite SATISFIED at this moment. it's funny how you can spend a good many hours BITCHING, WHINING & MOANING about how shitty you feel, yet when everything is going amazingly well, there is much more hesitation: as though no matter the number words you use, nor how well you have chosen them could justify this feeling of happiness.

I AM WHAT YOU HAVE MADE ME.
TAKE ALL THE PRAISE, TAKE ALL THE BLAME;
TAKE ALL THE SUCCESS, TAKE ALL THE FAILURE;
IN SHORT, TAKE ME.


spent the day at fiona's w. the rest of the girls, playing and squealing like overgrown 4 -year old girls.   running through the sprinklers, pigging out on cake& making cocktails, playing charades, twister, celebrity heads, dress -ups & cranium, chasing after each other, whispering about boyy y s, ready to pounce with mock kung -fu karate kickboxing moves, being catwalk models & professional actresses, singing old -school karoke songs like drunk old men & dissolving into fits of giggles under a messy pile of bodies once some crazy cow decides to yell  'STACKS ON!'.   why does everyone want to grow up so quickly ?     there is something so blissfully tender in childlike ignorance & naivety I adore all too much.
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