omg it's josie is a 21 year old neurotic girl, famed for her hard partying ways and social slandering. She is constantly plagued by a long list of irrational fears and anxieties, quite like that of the Plaths, Tolstoys and Keats unfortunately sans the brilliance.
She indulges in too much tinseltown-talk, MacHeartattacks and poorly distilled vodka to keep her sanity. A feelings-nazi, she has since sworn off men and has been resigned to living a life of near-poverty, collecting cardboard boxes and soda cans with her imaginary eight cats.
Whatever you say to her, she will do the opposite. She stores her cigarettes in kiddy water flasks, does not like too much honesty (everyone has secrets to hide), being censored or conversations with people who take her too literally. The internet is not serious business.
More of her vapid musing can be found here and here and here.
My agonizingly trivial Twitter updates only confirm the bone-chilling hollowness of my existence