i'm in the process of moving. this shall be quite the experience.
i'm 19. i'm passionate about music and art.
i used to paint a lot. yet something stopped that.
i tend to say things i don't mean.
yet, i don't regret anything, there isn't a point.
you have one life, so live it.
i believe that everything happens for a reason.
i'll be the first to say, i'm not perfect.
i smoke, i curse, and i drive like a grandma.
it's all really fine.
i am loud and don't care if people notice me.
i dance randomly, not well i might add.
i have incredible friends, that mean the world to me.
my friends and i talk the same, and well "WE ALL LOOK THE SAME" Haha.
my outfits never match. my hair is always a mess.
i wear red shoes with everything.
i say i don't care, when i probably do. to be completely honest. i'm far too nice for my own good.
i promise, i am really nice.