Massacre™

I'm Laena Ravencroft
I don't think enough has been said.
Instead of making me into Massacre™.
I will make her into me.
I don't want to be somebody FAKE anymore.
For so long I've tried and tried to be somebody I'm not.
And I'm done with it.
I'm tired of having to get up every morning and plaster my face with barbie make-up and make sure my hair is perfect. I'm tired of caring whether you think I'm prettier then some other girl or not. Society's standards are ridiculous these days. I'm not a twig and I don't wear a size zero. I don't get my nails and hair professionally done. I don't own a lexus or porsche that my daddy bought me. I don't even live in a mansion. I don't really like the color blue and certain types of sushi absolutely fucking disgusts me. I'm trying to graduate. But I'm a little behind in some areas and a little ahead in others. I don't do drugs. And I want to quit smoking eventually. I don't like the taste of beer, and liquor upsets my stomache waaaay bad but I like the after effect. I sit on the fence in politics. And my faith is ever distressed. I wear contacts waay to long and wait till they rip to take them out. I don't have a job and I don't have a whole hell of a lot of money.
I have a few people in my heart that mean the most to me. I'm sorry I don't show it. And I'm sorry that we disagree and fight. I'm sorry sometimes you don't understand. And I'm sorry I get upset lately. You mean everything to me. If you were to leave in my definition I don't think I could go on breathing. You're my reason for waking up every single morning and trying. You're the reason that no matter how much I say I want to give up that I won't. Because you give me a reason to try. I love you. I'm in love with you. And that's all I can say anymore.
"After all... I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her." - notting hill.
I won't waste my time being someone I'm not. I'm sorry if this dissapoints any of you.