mhm.

i'm vain.
that's funny.
because only vain people hate how they look...
oh wait, other way around! hah.
i'm not the one with twelve-gajillion photos of themself on there computer, with titles such as "anorexic beauty."
yes, i understand it's a pulp song. but jesus, woman!
you aren't to beautiful to me.
yeah, you were blessed with incredible physical beauty.
but really, you're just as rude and as arrogant as every other human being.
thus, making you ugly.

sorry that i talked about my hair. i know, such a f-cking sin, right?!
it was just a fact.
i said hi, told you that you didn't have to be sorry for being a b-tch, [family problems do NOT justify this, haley. i go through things that make me want to die. and i don't even explode on you one bit.] said utah was fun, aside from the fact that i can't swim, and i explained what the sun's UV rays did to my hair and skin.
I'M.
NOT.
VAIN.
you just want to play the victim though, i understand.
it's ok, i don't need you.
ohbai. go have fun putting on your "i'm innocent, and sweet, the victim, and TOTALLY not vain even though i talk about beauty-matters as much as emily." mask.
really, fakeness is sexy hal. hahahahha.
oh, sorry.
i talked about beauty for a sec.
gah, i am just so vain, aren't i?

go choke on a d-ck. XD