Drop that juice, baby!
I love myself so much that believe others do so too.
Freak.
I sat and cried like a baby because nobody gave a single bloody birthday card to me today. Nobody tried to write on some lousy paper just saying, have fun, Soph, love you and stick it on my door. It's not that I am so desperately in need of some human recognition. No, I am in desperate need of some f-ing love because I always love others. I know life is not causal at all and not everyone grew up reading Salinger and Freud. I know that, I wish I did not though. My life would have been much easier and shallower.
I am happy. Really. It'll pass in an hour because I believe in what I do and not what others do. In other words, I'll keep on.
So, no orange juice, Marilyn, honey! Only the real thing!
