they are cray TW bad evil scary

 the people in this city will suck the life out of Orpheus of your body if you give them the chance. they will use a strangers house to assault your friend. shit in your bed. make your drunk friends leave the room to try to make a move on you without your consent. k hole. steal your pills. assault you. feed you liquor(yummy_). they will come to your house, while your running a show, drug your friends, then offer you same fake drug, but will ask you exactly how much youve drank, then give you a spec of dust to snort and tell you its K. and then run away once friends start to black out and collapse. but theyll stay in your yard and wait for the show to be done so that they can come back and stare through your windows while you deal with ODing besties. and yeah. theres fucked up people everywhere, but why does it feel like everyone in chicago is pulling this shit. like yall are upwards of 24 years old. why do i have to keep narcan in my house when yall are around.  

update since writing above note:  function last night. some stupid cunt turned the gas on our stove, gas leak in the entire downstairs of my house, downstairs neighbors asks us to turn off music. we move the entire Vintage sound system upstairs just for the fucking fuse to blow on the receiver making the speakers go fucking dead. someone stole my channel perfume that i used as room spray. it was expired af so watch out for a mfer that smells like the macys perfume counter threw up on them with a rash up an down their body. thatll b the culprit. god...
fucking losers 

fucntion was so scary when u realize that you dont know 90% of the people there but they steady follow u on instagram. then once u get everyone out, fucking finally. some randommmmmmm bursts through the front door unannounced stumbling. looking for their phone. its not in the house. we ask for their ig to contact them if we find it. they dont remember their instgram. too drunk. but not drunk enough to realize its lost? fucking losers in this city bruh. 

i wish i could say their fits are trash. that would be awesome. but alas. its chicago. every fit is valid. and i cant be a hypocritical cunt. not in this economy 

although i did see some scary ricktified freshaman standing in my living room holding empty trulys staring at everyone unable to speak so maybe.. j  maybe chicago fits can be scary too.

post function my bathroom smelled steady like  childbirth and im like hmmmmmmm what the actual fuck. 

so i clean everything, soaked in bleach for hours. it still fucking smells. i ignore and get in the shower but the floor of my shower is coated in grime.. . i smell it... piss. these LOSERS were peeing in my shower. FOR WHY 

and i was wodnering why all my shit from the shower ledge was all over the place. i assumed it was the usual people fucking in my shower cause the people of chicago LOVE to fuck in my shower. but no

today they pee in my shower. 

god i have to get out of this city. yall are fucking off it 

ward level crazy in this bitch. like stay the f away from me 

with love, shake ass 

FAME

WORST CITY BEST FITS

     i fully plan on leaving all my typos in because i suck at typing and fixing my mistakes as i go ruins the way that i say things an then i just sound like a fucking common app essay and that is so not f ing cute. i lovee love lov a run on sentence. even if it makes me sound like an illiterate bitch. thats what i am. so whatever. if i have to deal with it so do yall. 

chicago is dead 

to me, as well as on its own. the people are getting so fycking lame. everytime i go out i end up drinking way more than i even planned because the people are so damn boring I have to keep myself entertained. dont get me wrong i love the friends. real chillers. but that means nothing when there is no night life. every club has a cover so deep i could fly to australia for the same fuckign coin. the bars are full of millennial man buns that think artists are               " fascinating ".  like shut up. you went to purdue for business and now you work at an insurance firm and make more than my months rent in a day.  but the one thing those zombies have to offer me is a free cigarette. i bat my eyeliner caked eyelashes and make sure they can see that im a girl. with a short haircut. and suddenly free buzz for fame. yet somehow, the clubs manage to be worse. to paint the picture. 18 year old twinks, 30 year old ex nursing students with G cup fake tits(goals😍), and 45-50 year old men in an ugly patterned button down and non matching suit jacket. All in a smelly neon lit club listening to the worst EDM known to man. Oh and you cant forget the depaul girlies that eat that shit up like their life depends on it. im sorry if i just described  you or anyone you know. to feel better just tell yourself that im writing this out of jealousy.

 much to say about the DIY scene and the people involved, but that needs its own damn post. yall crazy. 

i wuld talk about the terrible evil straight for the freezing pits of a deadbeat law-firm  wind that this city blows out giving me wind burn for 3 months straight but  i cant bear to feel redundant. or think about how evil it is while sitting in my warm apartment. why would i taint the warmth i feel right now to complain about something  that is so inescapable. 

Everyone loves to hype up new york over chicago and that i can get down to. as a native chicago. i can say it. but one thing chicago will forever have over new york. no matter how many new york transplant FIT student bitches disagree. chicago fashion. the best fits ive ever seen thrown in my life are the general public of this god forsaken city. they will wear anything. fuck the subversive basic, i want to see neon blue glittery uggs with lowrise VS pink leggings with "PINK" bedazzled on the ass and a forever 21 puffer thats too damn small. its trashy and sexy. i dont give a flying fuck about your archive rick or chrome hearts necklace that your strategically paired with the lana del rey coke spoon necklace. i want to see a 50 year old women wearing ill fitted bootcut jeans with beat up asics from 2005. with the ugly carpeted seats of the CTA bus as a background,  their fits are steady so mod. even these examples feel bullshit as chicagos favorite fashion trend is going brandless. mfs will walk around in the most fucked up brandless fits. you just fucking know that the tags of their clothes either dont exist, or have some illegiable scribe of nothing. so awesome. you ask someone where their jacket is from and they say i honestly dont know... 😩 makes me wet. 

the fashion of chicago has allowed me to get away with the ugliest most terribly chic bullshit. bullshit that would never fly anywhere else. maybe poland. but i think thats it. although the hot polish moms loveeeee a matching juicy couture set so maybe they would be pissed by the lack of branding. what the fuck do i know ive never been to poland. 

all of this being said

i have infinitely more bad things to say about this 3/4 land locked prison 

but there is also something very unique and special about this city and its people. no one gives a flying fuck. 

shake ass, 

FAME