Dear heart, today I met a boy. Prepare to shatter.
I love to shop after a bad breakup. I buy a new outfit and it makes me feel better. Sometimes I see a REALLY great outfit and I’ll break up with someone on purpose.
Some girls are just born with glitter in their veins.
Good girls are just bad girls who don’t get caught.
I wasn’t born a princess but if the crown fits…
Wanna control me? Buy me things!
Barbie wants to be me.
You say ‘high maintenence’ like it’s a bad thing!
I taught your boyfriend that little thing you like.
Boys make great pets. Every girl should have one!
I want to be like Barbie, that bitch has everything!
I’m not the girl your mother warned you about. Her imagination couldn’t have been this good!
Great gal! She’s got spunk!
Ok what is with the blockage?! Just jump his bones already! Ok it’s easy! Boy likes girl. Girl likes boy. SEX!!
Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.
I’m very definitely a woman and I enjoy it.
I’ve been on a calendar, but never on time.
If I play a stupid girl and ask a stupid question, I’ve got to follow it through. What am I supposed to do, look intelligent?
I don’t mind being burdened with being glamorous and sexual. Beauty and femininity are ageless and can’t be contrived. And glamour, although the manufacturers won’t like this, cannot be manufactured. Not real glamour. It’s based on femininity.
I learned to walk as a baby and I haven’t had a lesson since.