Kiera Cuntface [XIII]

I don't like people who are two faced.
I don't like people who are up their own arses.
I don't like people who don't share their drugs.
I don't like people who fuck you over and then want to be your mate again.
I don't like people who tell me to grow up.
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I've got this shit arse drug problem that I can't kick.
I know I need help but I'm too scared to leave it behind.
Clean slate and all that.
I'm so used to how things are I don't know what I'm gonna do without them.
On 06.01.2007 I officially fucked my life up and pissed it away.
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AND NOW I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
VINNIE
I miss the days when were the same person split in two.
I miss the times we spent on our own just fucking about.
I miss the smiles and the laughs.
I miss when it was just me and him against the world and we didn't give a fuck about anything or anyone else.
I miss the good times.
They were the best times and I'm never going to get them back.
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I fell in love with 1987, the year of 'Appetite For Destruction', 'Faster Pussycat' and Def Leppard's 'Hysteria'. A time when backcombed peroxide blonde locks and lipstick on guys was the new black and every store you walked into had sold out of hairspray cans. Underage hookers stood on the stars of Hollywood Boulevard dressed in spandex and leopard print looking for married men to jack off in some cheap motel, wannabe cock stars fucked ugly groupies in cockroach infested bathrooms, and strip teaze and sleaze were shipped in by the truck load.
One night my Mommy showed me the city skyscrapers wrapped in a blanket of stars, the drug dealers selling addiction down darkened alleyways, the junkies with their worn out belt buckles and dirty syringes and the strippers 'dancing down on Sunset Strip'. She said to me "One day all of this will be yours my dear, the whole fucked up world will be your play thing". I said to her "One day I'm gonna be the queen of Sunset Boulevard; I'm gonna be arrested for selling myself on a street corner in Los Angeles, one day I'm gonna OD on the prettiest white lines, one day I'm gonna blow that rock star in the bathroom at the Rainbow". And she said back to me with tears in her eyes and a faint smile on her lips, "All in good time my dear. All in good time."
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I ♥ the eighties, the sleaze, the teaze and the worlds trashy love affair with big hair, spandex and cock rock. Rock stars were on the cover of every magazine, pouting and saying cheese for the camera. Posters were plastered on bill boards everywhere advertising the hot new talent 'Live, tonight at the Troubadour!' And the drugs and the girls, well they were hot on the heels of that talent.
I want the platinum blonde, back-combed hair of Pepsi Tate - Tigertailz; I want old-school tattoo sleeves just like Nikki Sixx and I want enuff leopard print, leather and hairspray to makeover the whole of London town. So whip out your lip rings emo kids and stick them in your nose, cos glam rock is back, n' about fuckin' time.
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