I'm a sophomore in high school. Dancing is my life. I've loved it since I was a little girl. I'm not perfect, nor will I ever be. I get hurt, I hurt others. I make mistakes like everyone else. I'm a mess most of the time. All I want is for someone to see who I really am, imperfections and insecurities included, and actually accept it! People like that are hard to find these days, go ahead, prove me wrong. But just take the fucking time to think before you fuck with me. I'm sick of it.

Have you ever felt fear? TRUE fear? Few have, and those that have and lived through it will never forget. Webster's dictionary defines fear as that which makes us afraid. Yet it goes deeper than that. Those who have been there know. Fear is not a thought , a feeling, nor an emotion. True fear is a tangible thing that grabs you in the gut, twists and pulls you down into its darkness. It grips your bones and tears them from your mortal soul. You are helpless to resist. It impacts you in ways you can't imagine. It is beyond the scope of your normal thought process. You physically feel it.

Likes
writing poems,singing alone in my room, and reading

Favorite Music
andrew landon, the used, paramore, panic at the disco and some other crap