tegan

i'm hungover but its ok because i'm in italy.

i'm so sick of people talking about hair and touching my hair and AH, fuck OFF. leave my fucking hair alone... its a scary world this hair place. i almost fell onstage yesterday. i heard my underwear was totally visible but its alright because my hair matches my underwear i was wearing yesterday.

today albertine comes and i think we're going to rome.

selka and alabama are blabbering away about a girl named Cricket Danger Us. i wish i could have the attention span to listen to what the hell they're talking about but i don't.

i'm going home to l.a soon which is exciting. i'm getting charged on some stupid fucking bi law in canada so i'm going to have to come back for a court date in november. pain in the ass.

ok, we ate room service and now i think i should probably sleep another couple of hours... i want my hangover to go away.

i'm so glad the hair show is over and now we can just do whatever we want.

i have new bangs. i'll try to get a photo soon... i look totally different.

i think my lip ring's life is over, it has now chipped my tooth and i have no idiea where to get another ball for it. i'm very mad at it right now and i think i'm just going to throw it away.

i hate modeling i've decided. don't eat, don't touch yourself, don't speak and remember... your only here to be pretty.

runway modeling, wierd.

xo.
t.