Queen Of Greatness


I’m currently fanning myself, purring and pouting in spoons. I’m loving my life, missing Los Angeles but hoping that everything happens for a reason. If it doesn’t than i’m pretty much fucked..as i’m hurting a lot more people than neccessary right now, but trying my best to keep everyone smiling. I’m going through a difficult time…that only i know about and oddly smeared in the awfullest orange ‘won’t fucking dry’ fake tan, whilst typing. I feel all streaky and sticky…yet my taking over the world thing is going better than i imagined.. according to stats. How much will i sacrifice in order to get where i wanna be? I’ve always lived my life ‘solo.’ Maybe it’s time i start thinking about others?

Oh on a funnier note..i have a message of the day. It was sent to me by

‘Women, eh! Boob jobs, nose jobs, tummy tucks, colonic irrigation, botox, pierced ears, nipples, bellies and clits, eyebrows plucked, bikini lines, armpits, lips and legs waxed…and they won’t take it up the arse cause it fuckin HURTS!!!’
Wish me luck on this ‘Life’ thing…it’s getting a little difficult. (Rolls her eyes…reaches for a cocktail.)



5 thoughts on “Queen Of Greatness”

  1. loving the boob job pics chrissie u were nice before but i got ot say i love the new thrupneys i am a tit and bootle man so u look ream i hope it all works out for u chrissie u are a dimaond even though u do love ot mug me of in fromt of your pals


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