Josie is the Opposite of Hallelujah

Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.

It would only be too easy to fill this entire page with vaguely profound thoughts and use preposterously large words. You know-the kind that you will never hear in real conversational language, with the cool exception of the self-proclaimed articulate intellect (see: pretentious little shit). But compensation for my lack of literary skills notwithstanding, I figured if you wanted to read in-depth explorations on the fundamentals of human existence, chances are you wouldn’t even be on this website to begin with.

Josie1234 was birthed largely due to my discontent with the lack of great local online presences and my inability to stave off the interweb. Have fun reading.

The author 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.

If you want to know what she’s up to and you want to find out right now, follow her on twitter here.