Vanilla Coffee Buzz?

There's a lot of things that scare me about LA. One, everyone's fake. They love you to your face and as soon as you turn your back they're spilling appletinis on you and stabbing you in, calling you names and what-not. It's all a childish game, and last time I checked we weren't in Junior High.
Two, There is no such thing as privacy here in the Valley, your personal life is plastered for everyone to see on a glossy tabloid magazine where they try to prove your eating disorder or affair or show off your crotch shot.
Three, Girls and guys can't be friends. It's like a fucking rule or something. Because if a girl starts hanging with a dude, she must be giving him head.
Four, last and sure as hell not least, Creativity is just a minimal thing as originality. Trends are worshipped and so is whatever is being pumped into our minds by the media. And if you happen to stumble on the off-chance of meeting a creative person out here, they're either fucked up on some type of drug [everywhere I fucking turn someone's snorting or smoking something..And that doesn't even count as REAL creativity!] or haven't been infected yet.
I hope I never ever become one of those mindless robots that walk around LA like they own the hills. I hope I never look for a magazine to direct what I wear, or for the media to tell me what and what not I should be doing to be considered "cool". I am me and so insanely proud.
I hope I go out in ablaze of glory. Remembered for what I did and who I touched instead of how I looked.
I never want to be that girl.
"It is better to burn out than fade away."-Kurt Cobain
Coffee or tea?
-lovelovelove, Ray
[P.S Sorry! Random post, but I just f e l t that one had to get out of me :3 I see it everywhere I turn and I chose not to ignore it anylonger. Maybe it's the four cups of Vanilla sugar coffee I just had? :D]