i open presents on june 24th, if my parents can afford it. i do have a boyfriend, whom i love dearly. i'm friendly and severely socially retarded at times. i curse like a pirate, why should one word be worse than another? i'm naive, gullible, and lack common sense at most times [yeah, perfect jail bait]. i have a tendency toward loudness and being obnoxious, and i'll apologize ahead of time for that. but... i love my friends, and i love new friends. christmas doesn't depress me, it's my favorite time of the year. paper snowflakes are my expertise. poetry is my passion, even if it isn't the greatest. and music has a large part in my life, despite my awful lack of talent. aspirations include becoming a film maker. having corey taylor's signature tattooed on the inside of my bottom lip. achieving true happiness. and staying straightedge for the rest of my life. [i've lasted this long, why start fucking up now?] and i love the idea of anarchy. let's talk.

Likes:
true, honest-to-god, good films. original literature. the marvelous misadventures of flapjack. rice pudding. my giraffe sweatshirt. the way you move. hippopotamuses. people who make me better. the color orange.

Dislikes:
douchebags. cunts. etc... but mostly the latter. the latter being my mother, the former zac efron.