Hey, wow this font is overused...not much to tell about me. Not that much im willing to share with the chances of people i know finding out anyway. im seventeen. i was born in Atlantis and i miss it terribly. im weird and im okay with that. i hate punctuation even though im using it now. im smart. i sing because my heart tells me to. i dont believe in politics. i read literature like mad. i listen to old records and get high on sharpie fumes from drawing all over my walls/arms.
i am OPEN-MINDED, OPEN-HEARTED, and OPEN-ARMED. i think my sexuality is no ones buisness, straight or not.
want to get to know me?
don’t you ever try to branch out? I don’t have many friends on thoughts
August 06, 2012my mom is a quad and she’s come home crying before because people feel the need to stop her in the street and tell her their sob stories (where is the logic in that?) and she feels obligated to listen to them. people forget that just because she’s in a chair, she doesn’t have endless time and patience for them. she’s just running to the grocery store for some milk, you know? i wish i could get a steam roller attachment for her chair and then she could just run them over, lol. keep truckin
July 09, 2012Oh ya! even cold coffee (ew) works in a bind. i was drinking cold coffee when i got to las vegas
July 09, 2012(that’s supposed to be read as a haiku but it didn’t post that way)
July 02, 2012How one finds friendship
July 02, 2012is a personal journey
from bedlam to home.