Someone said I had lip fillers which I don't + said that I am a superficial asshole w a personality disorder and I genuinely lowkey wished for the span of a second it was true. Obviously it's meant to hurt me but something in me found an almost exhilarating fun appeal in that statement, something deep within me felt attracted to fully embodying it. It reminded me of when one of my favorite models lost it and started posting insanely mean and unhinged paragraphs on instagram and at the end of the day there's something attractive about it, this capacity to "lose it" and fully BE that superficial asshole. Just two days ago my nerves were aching to look at that one director straight in the eye and tell her my father is richer than her and I stood still. It must be an absolutely amazing day to be the superficial asshole people so firmly believe I am.












