I completely forgot I needed to do part 2 of my “And That’s Who I Am” Posts!
So, for my 1-day-late blogiversary,
I’ll be finishing it up!
Let’s go, c’mon!
*turns and runs deeper into a [setting of your choice]*
yep, I’m even organizing them for you.
Of course I fall in love with love with words, how could you not? 🙂
My priorities are wrong… reading/writing>sleep! 😀 😀
When I’m dreaming… who knows what could happen?
When I’m reading, time loses ALL meaning.
It’s a problem.
Well, technically my mom’s, but minor details! 😛
I swear if any of you met me IRL you’d run away and be like: “what the shmur is wrong with that girl?!?”
Mommy, Daddy, I love you! My 2 biggest fans!!
The 1st column on the left-hand side says
“I love the snow”
“I want to go to Paris”
the middle column says
“I want to go to London”
“I disappear in a crowd”
LONDON AND PARIS ARE GOALS. ‘NUFF SAID.
[3rd column] Not always in a good way though… whenever I watch the news, I feel disgusted. But then at the end, when they talk about a little 10-year-old, or cancer survivor, or foundation head, it gives me hope. it gives me hope we can change. We can stop destroying this world.
I can disappear… if I want to. That’s the good thing about being moi 🙂
Not that great at dancing, but I just FREAK OUT!!
anyone get it?
C’mon, you have to get it!
Well, not “don’t”, more like not legally allowed to…
But, pshaw dawg! Who cares about pesky things like laws! Not me, for sure!
*hears siren* AHH ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAW *hides*
SHY AND INTROVERTED *GAHH*
[left hand column, 1st image] I SWEAR ITS LIKE A CIRCUS IN THERE.
*ELEPHANT TRAMPS BY*
[right hand column, 2nd image] Y’know those jokes that are like: “Hello, operator, can I order a reality check? Cuz this gurl goin’ cra-zay!”
I actually tried that.
It never came.
[left hand column, 3rd image] I swear I’m not like one of those annoying confindence speeches you get in health class or the godforsaken commercials that come on.
I just literally don’t care!
[right hand column, 3rd image] if I don’t want them to… *grins evilly* But seriously.
I’m shy as heck.
[right hand column, 4th image] that says seclusion.
I’m happy in seclusion.
IF YOU THINK IT SAYS THAT
because something like this has happened on my instagram before.
[left hand column, 5th image] It’s true.
No one is.
SO GET FRIKEN USED TO IT.
I’m so tired of girls ******** (their words not mine, just quoting. Why I am not using the quote feature, I don’t know. ) about their apearances. There’s always going to be something, so deal! please!
[right hand column, 5th image] so i can constantly break them *flips hair*
[right hand column, 6th image] to be a writer, we all need to live a little in our heads, right?
[right hand column, 7th image] once you get to know me.
BUT IF YOU A STRANGER
I’M SEALED UP TIGHTER THEN THE WHITE HOUSE.
im a unicorn AND mermaid.
aka, pure awesomeness.
STANDING IN THE HALL OF FAME
AND THE WORLD’S GONNA KNOW MY NAME!
If you don’t know that song…
What happened to quality music?
Are you back?
Let’s go on.
DESCRIBES ME MOST:
Music is literally my everything. Music never gives up on me. It’s always there. Music is my other best friend. Whenever I’m happy, sad, or in-between, it never leaves. It never fails to make me feel better. It’s so amazing. I can find support in the melodies, a friend in the harmonies, and a sister in the words.
With music, I am always home.
It is my home.
(disclaimer– i don’t have family problems, and I love my house very much. It’s a metaphor.)