AMY!
Eighteen. Taken.
I will always have a sick addiction to gossip about Miley Cyrus, online games, and terribly catchy rock/pop songs that make you want to dance in really inappropriate places.
There will also always be a place in my heart for people who follow their dreams, hardcore music, people with obscene amounts of tattoos and piercings and people who act like they are a dirty punk kid when they are actually 30.
I enjoy being extrememly socially awkward, having a sense of humour few understand and having no one really get me except some special few.
One day I hope to be able to have witty comebacks to all the people I hate but have to deal with anyway and enough money to have a new look every single season.
And when I make something of myself you'll all see these dreams were worth it.
This link leads you to love.
You’ll never awake from your hell
And for a second you almost had me fooled.
Keep walking, keep breathing.
Keep cursing our names.
We’re plotting your end by the dawn.
We’re apparitions that stalk your every turn.
We’re death incarnate to cleanse you from this world.
Midnight.
Until I see your face again.
Until I end this loveless dance.
"Fuck beauty contets, life is one fucking beauty contest after another. School, then college, then work... Fuck that. You do what you love and fuck the rest."