Letter to self.

Fuck this dark place I’m in lately. Oh my holy moses in a manger, if I wasn’t me I would kick the shit out of myself and pull me back together again.

If I was my own friend and didn’t care how dumb it would be to write a letter to myself, this is what it would say:

Sheena,

You stupid fucking ho: stop being a littly cry baby bitch girl. You are fabulous, and have so much to look forward to in your life. Awesome. Awesome, I tell you.

Instead of whinging and being a dumb fuck, get up off your arse and go see people. Do things. Stop using work as an excuse.

Most of all: get yourself laid, goddamit. Your thing is growing closed.

Yours in self loving,

Sheena.

For fuuuuuuuuuuck sakes!

Do you have ANY idea what it is like being a young, twenty something girl with no ambition for a love life? I mean really, it would be nice to have that male companionship, but I haven’t got the fucking energy, to tell you the truth.

I’d have to shave my legs and shit. Gawd!