"This is the Manifesto of Little Monster
There is something heroic about the way my fans operate their cameras. So precisely, so intricately and so proudly. Like Kings writing the history of their people, is their prolific nature that both creates and procures what will later be percieved as the kingdom. So the real truth about Lady Gaga fans, my little monsters, lies in this sentiment: They are the Kings. They are the Queens. They write the hisory of the kingdom and I am something of a devoted Jester. It is in the theory of perception that we have established our bond, or the lie I should say, for which we kill. We are nothing without our image. Without our projection. Without the spiritual hologram of who we percieve ourselves to be or rather to become, in the future.
When you are lonely,
I will be lonely too.
And this is the fame."
-Lady Gaga
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Introducing me :)
so, I've had this blog for some time now, but realise that, you know very little about me. you know my taste in clothes, and my love of hardcore coutor, but you don't the the details. this blog post, is based on so.
the first thing you should know. I'm 100% obsessed with my appearance. i know its sounds mega-douche for me to say it, but if i don't look good, i don't wanna be seen. i know that sometimes i cant help it, it might rain, and mess up my hair! but, here's my little secret, in my locker, is a bottle of hairspray, a mirror, in my backpack, a comb, more hairspray, another little mirror, and hair wax!
another part of my obsession with my appearance is with my face. pimples are the death of me. i constantly proactive the life out of my face. I'm my back pack i have a 6 piece kit, in my suit case, another, and in my bathroom, two other sets. i really like my skin. my teeth are another issue i have. they need to be clean, all the time. i have tooth brush and tooth paste in my locker for after lunch, then floss and mouthwash in my backpack. and when I'm not doing anything, i MUST have gum in my mouth. oh yeah. and i bleach them whenever i can with crest white strips! my clothes is another factor. i like to blend styles. like ill wear American apparel, with Hollister, and like, converses.
my other thing is, what people think about me. i change around everyone. not drastically were I'm a hole different person or anything, i just change minor things. if I'm with the "preps" i diminish my weirdness to minimal, but if I'm with good friends, or my weirdo friends all together, WATCH OUT. the weirdness goes off the radar. i really worry about what people think about me. if somebody tells me something hurtful, i slap on my "i don't care" face, but on the inside, its cuts, deep. thankfully, nobody has said anything hurtful in a long while :)
i obsess over vintage Louis Vuitton bags, and anything that shines. i idolise Marc Jacobs, and Carl Laugerfeld. my music is my saviour. i can put in my music, and completely change the world around, OR better understand what I'm doing. and when shit gets really crazy, i like to light candles in my room, and lay there, and plan everything out, making sure that my brain doesn't go insane with the hectics that is; my life.
I'm very spiritual when it comes to anything but religion, does that make sense? i don't believe that theres is a god, or any god for that matter, but i do believe that when you die, your spirit is left to walk this earth, watching your loved ones live their lives. so yeah
and last thing that is really important to know. i don't believe in love. i know it sounds like, i haven't ever loved so i don't get it, but i do. i do believing in caring for somebody so much, that you would do anything for that person, but i don't believe in telling somebody that you love them, i don't know why. love seems like it just complicates things, and too often, Ive heard the story's of failed love, and lost marriages. that's another thing, i don't believe in marriage. if want to go get married, be my guest, but i wont, cause, its seems that, if you care enough for a person, you don't need to put your name down on a paper, binding you from any freedom you may have had. i don't see the purpose.
the first thing you should know. I'm 100% obsessed with my appearance. i know its sounds mega-douche for me to say it, but if i don't look good, i don't wanna be seen. i know that sometimes i cant help it, it might rain, and mess up my hair! but, here's my little secret, in my locker, is a bottle of hairspray, a mirror, in my backpack, a comb, more hairspray, another little mirror, and hair wax!
another part of my obsession with my appearance is with my face. pimples are the death of me. i constantly proactive the life out of my face. I'm my back pack i have a 6 piece kit, in my suit case, another, and in my bathroom, two other sets. i really like my skin. my teeth are another issue i have. they need to be clean, all the time. i have tooth brush and tooth paste in my locker for after lunch, then floss and mouthwash in my backpack. and when I'm not doing anything, i MUST have gum in my mouth. oh yeah. and i bleach them whenever i can with crest white strips! my clothes is another factor. i like to blend styles. like ill wear American apparel, with Hollister, and like, converses.
my other thing is, what people think about me. i change around everyone. not drastically were I'm a hole different person or anything, i just change minor things. if I'm with the "preps" i diminish my weirdness to minimal, but if I'm with good friends, or my weirdo friends all together, WATCH OUT. the weirdness goes off the radar. i really worry about what people think about me. if somebody tells me something hurtful, i slap on my "i don't care" face, but on the inside, its cuts, deep. thankfully, nobody has said anything hurtful in a long while :)
i obsess over vintage Louis Vuitton bags, and anything that shines. i idolise Marc Jacobs, and Carl Laugerfeld. my music is my saviour. i can put in my music, and completely change the world around, OR better understand what I'm doing. and when shit gets really crazy, i like to light candles in my room, and lay there, and plan everything out, making sure that my brain doesn't go insane with the hectics that is; my life.
I'm very spiritual when it comes to anything but religion, does that make sense? i don't believe that theres is a god, or any god for that matter, but i do believe that when you die, your spirit is left to walk this earth, watching your loved ones live their lives. so yeah
and last thing that is really important to know. i don't believe in love. i know it sounds like, i haven't ever loved so i don't get it, but i do. i do believing in caring for somebody so much, that you would do anything for that person, but i don't believe in telling somebody that you love them, i don't know why. love seems like it just complicates things, and too often, Ive heard the story's of failed love, and lost marriages. that's another thing, i don't believe in marriage. if want to go get married, be my guest, but i wont, cause, its seems that, if you care enough for a person, you don't need to put your name down on a paper, binding you from any freedom you may have had. i don't see the purpose.
oh aha, one more thing (and if you didn't see this yet) i talk, ALOT!
Oh, and visit the blog of the most amazing little thing to come into my life in a while click it!
-T
listen to : Stereo love - Edward Maya
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