So I arrived in nYc about 2:30 am, Waited in line for about 15 horrible hours of pushing and yelling threats being thrown about. Im about 75 people out of 8,000 away from the door. I was almost there! I almost was at least able to show my face... To show that I wasn't some girl from the hood. I am a Model! Face Tats and all!
All of a sudden i hear screams coming from the end of the street, Panic and screams and smoke fills the air! I then felt an overwhelming force of hundreds of people push against me.
My suitcase gone. Shoes gone. All i could see was the concrete and felt feet trampling all over my back. No one helped me! Then this life saving girl Started to scream that I was under the mass getting crushed, And some officer managed to pull me to the surface. My back is in tremendous pain. My head is in pain, as soon as i finally got pulled out I was so out of breath that I Blacked out right in new york city! The paramedic told me to go to the hospital. Of course i refused.
I was in a fucking corcet! It sucked! I didn't even get to show them! I didn't get my chance!!...
What now? Just be some alt model that is infamous for the same shit every other "alt" model is known for.
This really has effected me hardcore.
When will i see the light. Maybe im not supposed to be in the lime light.
Just alt sites on the internet.
Internet fame is prob my only chance at this game. Great.
sometime i hate my stars on my face. they really restrict me.
fuck.
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