There is a voice in my head

…telling me that I am a witch and that I should be burnt at the stake. I asked one of those popular bloggers (one of the purdy and cool ones) whether they could put my plastic surgery button up and they said ‘why are you being a dick?’ A bit mean. I only asked a question. As I said even in the mad-o-sphere there is a hierarchy – probably based on the way you look. my exterior. She prolly saw my pic and said ‘she’s a witch. I bet if we put her on the ducking stool she wouldn’t drown.’

four hours sleep in two days

ooh, Loopy Louise got loadsa prizes
dey must wuff her

Loopy Louise just choose not to put dem up ’cause she is so purrdy modest. A good trait even in witches like her. Riecat. Louise is away. Punting.

WHY DON’T YOU RESPOND?   WHY DON”T YOU RESPOND?   WHY DOEN”T ANYONE RESPOND?

Tags: fugly, grotesque, plastic surgery, riecat talking, witch