Every morning I lay in bed and read tweets, it takes me a second to wake up and get focused, and what better way to get focused than to read tweets
Anyway, this morning while laying in my stuffy little room, I became so jealous reading all Kim Kardashian’s and her Mom’s Italy tweets, it really got me thinking… if you sacrifice everything you stand for, really, anything is possible. I mean who the heck is Kim Kardashian anyway? Why am I not in Italy with my Mom eating breakfast on some ocean front balcony as paparazzi follow me around town? So annoying! I’ve alwaysssss loved Kim, I really think style wise, she is one of the cutest around, but that doesn’t mean I love who she is, and what she stands for. A lot of people confuse my obsession with her.
Honestly Kim is famous for her sex tape with Ray J, it was 100% planned and her plan worked. I have friends who work in LA and have confirmed that Kim planned the entire thing. Isn’t it just crazy to think that if you just put all your values aside, and do something scandalous, you could be travelling the world living out all your dreams? I find myself questioning what the best way to live is. A super fun, honest, value filled life with amazing family and friends all while waiting for Italy trips to come due to your own real success, or the easy way… taking off your clothes and using your looks to make your way to the top. Bentley’s, beach vacations, boys throwing themselves at her, shopping sprees, I mean I want it alllllllll ahhhhh.
I realize that those things are all amazing, but I could never live with myself knowing at night I had it all because I was a sell out and made a sex tape. For me that’s not real.
It also reminded me of the time my best friend and I sat on the phone calling all the escorts her boyfriend was sleeping with. This one bitch was texting her the most awful things. “Your man bought my tits” When my friend told her she was an empty, pathetic person for selling her ass for a boob job, her reply was “I live a life of luxury and love it!!!!” Are you kidding me???? What is luxurious about selling your entire worth and existence for a Louis bag? You’re a c*m dumpster, I rather be homeless eating pizza out of the trash can than carrying a Louis Vuitton someone else’s man bought after paying to sleep with me. What is wrong with everyone!??! I mean you really think you’re classy because of that purse? You’re a paid whore, there is nothing lower class than that. Read More | Comments































