Got me a plan!!!
So, I know that deep inside there's a fifties housewife just dying to burst out. Im talking about, like, I stay at home (where i obviously have my studio and my paintings are worth millions)...i clean (it relaxes me), listen to music (obscnely loudly), drink a glass of red wine with every meal possibly including breakfast (coz wine is tastey)...I wear a fucking napkin on my head....and an apron, and gloves while i clean the kitchen with nasty chemicals...I perpetually have cookies in the oven, when my husbant comes home from work I greet him with a kiss, possibly more, take his suitcase and dump it somewhere, i have dinner ready and without fail we have sex every fucking night and twice on sundays...tada! no but seriously, by the time i'm thirty, i wanna be married, have a good job, possibly a child or two, and a home, even if i have to play mommy (to use the american spelling), i do like cleaning and cooking anyway and can technically work from home.
until then, i'll have to continue being a whore...
IF IT WORKED FOR JULIA FUCKING ROBERTS, IT'LL WORK FOR ME DAMNIT!!!!