nia.

my name is nia. i'm 19. i like fucked up shit.
i want to travel the world.
i love writing. it's my one saving grace. the one thing i truly love.
i can only finish stories if i have constant feedback about how good it is.
i've done things i'm not proud of, and the things i am proud of are disgusting. i live in my daydreams more than i live in my real life. my daydreams are always much more exciting than the life i really lead. one day reality is going to hit. hard. i think my standards are too high.
i can't simply like something. i obsess.
there's only one person on earth how knows my true feelings for gerard way.
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i wish my friends had the same music tastes as me so that i could go to more gigs. i have an irrational fear of driving. i stay up late at night to role play with someone i've never met before. i've started to fear that no one else can turn me on as well as she does. i would be mortified is someone found my NC-17 fanfics. i read magazines in shops without buying them. all i want to do in life if travel, shop and see my favourite bands live. i'm a straight girl but i get off to gay pornfiction.
legally, it's questionable. morally, disgusting. personally, i like it.