I wish the world could stop and recognize me on my birthday. It's the only day I feel SPECIAL. I wish everybody could recognize my birthday! I'm a year older! I don't want the excitement to end! I don't want the feeling of being special to end. I want to feel special and pretty, so special I can't put it into words. Oh, so special. Special BEYOND words! Everytime it's my birthday and I'm in public, I feel like stopping someone and telling them, "hey, look at me! It's my birthday today!" They'll probably say, "you God awful, fat nigger. Out of my face!" And that's the way life is. That's why I'll be so glad to leave when my time's up. Time to say goodbye to my old horrible. Oops! I never did get to lose weight in my old life, although I tried. Look, the evidence is still in my kitchen. No problem, in my new life I'll be skinny and pretty with gorgeous hair. I want Paula and Mr. Guy to be my best friends. No, No! Not in this life! I'll be like a detective! Where do I start to track them down? What if they both spit in my face? Then I call it a failure and kill myself.
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Silly of me to write but isn't your b-day on Thursday? Or am I way off on this blog- ok I admit sometimes I am a little slow but I am not blonde-lol Cheer up tomorrows a new day!
yeah, it's Thursday but I'm getting ahead of myself