Tash is the name.
Music is my air.
My friends keep me going.
My family are the ones that keep me sane.
I try to be friendly.
But I expect to be treated right in return.
I'm shy at first.
But stick around I will come out of my shell.
I love my sense of fashion.
And I don't care if you dont.
Maddii thinks I am imature.
But what does that slut know?
Take me as I am or not at all.
Because it is hard to find real people these days!
The people I call friends leave me confused.
They seem to be around less and less.
But that is just growing up.
