fuck this bourgeois lifeztauhl.

All i want is heaps and heaps of money to travel and buy clothing and essential shit. I have a list of things that I am craving overwhelmingly intensely from urbanoutfitters.com

OH MY SHE IS SO GENERIC. they have some nice things there, okay? so suck it, you pretentious hipster fuckz. i cant buy at thrift shops because I live in puerto rico, and unless i want an oversized black t-shirt with Daddy Yankee's face on it in rhinestones, then I stay away from them

My cart only has five things in it, that I have deemed urgent because either I need them now, or am scared that they will be out of stock in less than a week. My wishlist is another story. It has the loveliest of things that I can buy only in my dreamz. I just wait until they put them on sale, porque no tengo otro remedio. The items in my cart are the following:

• These suhweet mary janes, that when put on, this song will ring in the distance.
• This dress that will make me look hawt around dem boyz. no, really, i dig bare backs. i wanted it in black but it was out of stock.
• Tights like these that will make me feel classy and floral. I've been hunting floral tights down for the longest time.
  
• I live on a tropical island, in front of the beach. Why do I not have sandles? Well, i found ones that were pretty nice. Not WOONDERFUL, but decent and pretty and efficient, i reckon. Here they are.
• Finally, this dress. Simply for its minimalistic charm. and the fact that i may look model-flat innit.

The total is 151$, including shipping. If I buy it today I get an added 10% off. I must beg my mother, and probably pay for half. There goes lunch in Paris for a week, see if I care.