Plate < fate. [this hoe on hold]

Hookers n pickles

xoxo

Hello my name is plate and I am 16 years old I'm going into my senior year at lemonade public high school it's filled with fake bitches and pathetic hoes except for me I am the true queen even though I've been really bepressed lately not "depressed" because I don't associate with " the D" as you can tell I'm more virgin than Virgin Mary except when it comes to Hairy Styles he's the one that gives me hope, happiness, health, and occasionally in my dreams, his cucumber.

It is the start of my senior year tomorrow and I really don't want to go to school because in my 8th grade year Simone told me I had a period stain in math and I know everyone has been talking about it for the last 4 years, because of that tomorrow I have to look popin I have to look hotter than the temperature of my showers I have to look like a giant chilli pepper to let ppl know how hot I am.

To get ready for tomorrow I hobble me crust ass down the stairs of my mansion to go inform Marion, my nanny that my ungrateful mother will not get home from her "business trip" until next week, yeah right mom we all know you're a stripper.

I eat a pickle and ask Marion if he could carry me upstairs so I could shower, he proceeded to throw a water jug at my face, "I guess that's a no you ungrateful little bitch" i say as Marion laughs and then snorts a lone of cocain of the counter. 
I walk my crusty ass up stairs to take a shower. I step into my ensuite bathroom and realize that my clothes are still on the floor from yesterday why do I even keep that good for nothing nanny, what a hoe. I hop in the mildly scolding water and shower thinking of what is to come tomorrow.

I pop out the shower feelin like a fresh picked sweet potato and I knew I was a high 3/10 on my mental status, So pretty well actually.