Unflattering rawness.

~~My own Tabula Rasa.~~

~~Scar me Beautiful. Scar me Flawless.~~

† About me †

Carlos and I went to Norsewood today. We dressed up.

We had an argument on the way, as I couldn’t stop telling him how ugly I looked. We were going there to take photos of one another and maybe fuck.

I cried most of my carefully applied M.A.C eyeliner off and ate most of my lipstick. He kept telling me how beautiful he finds me, but I still felt uglier than maggots eating shit.

We made up and had amazing pizza (in Danniverke), at my favorite turkish restarant, where we know the guys who run the place and they always tell me I look like a Turkish lady. They all call me Turkish lady.

We sat next to some Canadians, who I mistakenly said were American’s (shame, SHAME
on me!). We ate but couldn’t eat all our pizza, so got it put into a doggy bag. When we were walking back to my car, some boys wolf-whistled at me, which I took perverse pleasure at. Carlos decided to ‘scare’ them and drove right next to them. I put on a CD and we drove to Norsewood.

Now I am eating some left over Pizza. Yum.

These are some of the ‘raw’ (aka photoshopped), photos we took.

Please forgive my general ‘blah-ness’.

carlos