i'm Tara, i'm 19, and i believe in fate. i create,you can't just drop that and walk away.sarcasm should be my middle name.
I get stressed out easily...
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i'm tall and i fucking hate it (5'9. BOO!). i think the 90's were bomb. i have a really filthy mouth. i'm a closet perv. i say really a lot. i still think i'm slightly psychic. i tend to attract both bugs and EXTREMELY weird people.i'm pretty clumsy -- i fuck up on a regular. i wear too much makeup. because i can. shellac that shit on. i'm grinning because...well, i'm a closet perv. i'm quiet because i'm observing you... closely. my maturity level wavers. if there's a foggy window, i will doodle little penises on it. because it's funny. whatever, shut up. i'm randomly sarcastic. i'm sarcastically random. i quickly loose interest. i'm a woman of few words. words are crap. stick to action. ( o )( o ) whether you love, hate or are indifferent towards me, in the end i'll probably continue living.
it doesn't have to make sense. just smile and nod like the good girl/boy/heshe/it/hermaphrodite you are.