Actually, it never was.
But oh, you believed it was.
Come to think of it, nothing I do, say or think now has anything to do with you.
You are so judgemental; so disapproving; so controlling and fuck, oh so fucking boring.
So yes, I’m stuffing my face with banana chips and for breakfast I had anpan and this afternoon I’ll have cans of chuuhai and as for dinner, maybe I’ll start with dessert and let one of the nice guys who actually care about me fuck me against the wall while I’m wearing a costume.
The Party Girl is back.