Im not one to judge. if you dont know me please dont judge me.
Im not who i look like one the outside.
sure, i can look like an uber prep. heels and dress. but im not.
and sometimes i look scene. me and my uber tight colorful clothes and bows.
but im not.
im not any stereotype so please, please dont label me.
i dont wanna grow up. if i could i would stay my age forever. i may not be living the dream and having a stress free life, but im trying to enjoy what i got.
i want to be friends with everybody, but no one really want to be friends with me, so for the most part i keep to myself at school.. i mean, of course ill talk to people but they dont really know me as much as they think.
i have a hard time getting over guys. especially if i really really liked them.
i have a weakness most people dont know about. musicals.
cheesy? ya
do i care?
not really....
i love photography, longboarding, playing music. ahhh... :]
its my life and i couldnt live without those things. they cause me to have peace in stressful situations.
if i start listening to the same music as you im NOT copying you. trust me. i just grow to love it.
i got bored super easy. i always need to be doing something fun. something colorful.
i love colors. i want to paint my room yellow. its purple now and before that it was blue... but yellow is a good color.
i love Chuck Taylors and Vans... but mostly Chucks.
i smile all the time. i smile like i breathe. (so playing 'if you love me baby smile' always ends up being a huge failure for me.)
i suck at working computers but im on them all the time.
i hate Photoshop, yet at the same time i cannot live without it.
im a sarcastic person.
i will punch people and yell bingo when a yellow car passes. no matter what the situation is.
i love jamocha shakes... well actually anything coffee-ish is pretty gosh darn good.
i type too much.
im a sucker for an almond joy. i will pretty much do anything for one.
i have a variety in friends.
im on my phone to much.
and i love life right now. every happy, painful, heartbreaking minute of it.
be yourself. you'll get sick of everybody else.
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