Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london…
Be a model dah-ling, its soooo glamourous…yeah, right…standing outside a launderette for 3 hours with a hairdo like the bride of frankenstein…how glamourous can you get? I look horrific! And if that twat tells me to “just have fun with it” one more time I will stab him in the eye socket with this cigarette…how can you have fun with it when you’ve done it 80 friggin times? This isn’t fun…this is bullshit…I’m so done with this…..I want to eat and do normal people things…although I do want this coat..and this bag…for the love of Gucci, just get on with it! Its just one friggin photograph – how hard can it be?!
thanks very much..feel bad i’m projecting all these bad thoughts into people’s heads…if only they knew!
Keep ’em coming. Terrific writing, it’s so believable.