I was walking along the street today, when out of nowhere this
fat woman with bag lady clothing (but without the bags) and red
lipstick all around her mouth (like a clown) and not all right in
the brain, approached me asking for money.
At first I had no idea what she was asking me as her words
were slurred. Either way, I thought she was a little freaky so I
moved away from her. Then as I was avoiding her, she came
towards me to ask me for money in a louder, clearer voice.
So I screamed and ran away.
I've seriously had it with the amount of freaks that have somehow,
by the forces of the universe, infiltrated my life.
T H I S . I S . F R E A K . W E E K
- Jessie's birthday party [a while ago - but I have black hair!!]
