I have: - short brown hair (that i frequently dye). - glasses. - brown eyes. - depression. - no life. - the best friends. - a cool, yet slightly annoying brother. - a short temper. - a crescent moon tattoo.
I love: - music. - kissing. - guitar. - shows. - holding hands. - sunglasses. - concert t's. - jeans with holes. - flip flops. - pink and orange chucks. - cherry starburst lipgloss. - Matty D. - pink. - orange. - black. - autumn. - swingsets. - the rain. - skittles. - peachie o's. - easy mac. - candy necklaces. - fake pearls. - cheap plastic rings. - my white bracelets. - blue nailpolish. - monkies. - the internet. - leaves. - hearts. - stars. - slap bracelets. - candyland! - Red Bulls. - Sobe Adrenaline Rush.
I dis-like: - fake people. - liars. - cheaters. - heart breakers. - annoying people. - crying. - U2. - thugged out people. - ignorance. - people who can't talk right. - people who TyPe LyKe DizZ. - homophobes. - hate.
Traits. I...: - argue alot. - cry over everything. - can be really happy and bouncy at times. - usually have alot of energy. - change my mind all of the time. - write down everything that i feel in poetry. - dye my hair constantly. - for the most part, am anti-social. - get angry easily. - am sweet to everyone that i know and care for. - can be a bitch to people i dislike.
kthnxbye!
♥ Heather Christine
she's trapped inside her room with reruns on the screen old books and movies but she can't stop thinking i'm torn between myself my radio my friends i want to write this one off over and over again and then she looked at me to scream "my castles are falling" but i can't look into the street without everything changing
i want to read good news i want to be innocent again i want to read good news but nothing good is happening
she waits all day she stands a stranger in her skin she moves the science with her hands she lines her walls with every paper she can see these words consume her but they never set her free and then she looked at me to scream "my castles are falling" but i can't look into the street without everything changing
i want to read good news i want to be innocent again i want to read good news but nothing good is happening
i want to read good news i want to be a little kid again i want to read good news but nothing good is happening i want to read good news i want to go to sleep at night again i want to read good news but nothing good is happening