Shibby May Ferguson
17 - Female - Taken - Broken Hill
"I can't expect you to see me when I'm not around, and my voice is destroyed by confinement of sound. I'm a human machine laced with hidden disease, if the future is bleak then you're connected to me."
I'm never happy with my about me's because they never truly say anything close to me, yet i write the same bullshit in whenever i "update" this piece of shit.
Yes, I'm taken. And my first real relationship is going pretty damn well. I'm not one of those teenage girls who fall in love with the first boy she can get. I'm not claiming to be in love. I don't believe in love. But I'm always up for someone to change my mind. Who knows, it may happen.
I'm pretty happy with my life at the moment. It's been better, but there's nothing that can get me down right now.
No complaints.
I'm looking to starting a band. Need a drummer and guitarist. If you have any of these, let me know. I don't care how shit you are, we're already pretty shit. We just need practice. So give me a buzz.
I have the vocabulary of a sailor, you'll even hear an "ARRR!" or "MATEY!" coming from me from time to time...
I love to talk, although i don't do it much. I love people who love WWE Wrestling. It never fails to get me talking and i love talking about it. So if you enjoy it, we should chat =D
This about me is one of the worst and messiest about me's I have written. And the previous one was much much better, but i get bored of them easily.
Do me a favour and ask me stuff to put in my about me's. I'm seriously out of things to write... I'm sick of this non-interesting, basic bullshit.
Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you, you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.
HERE'S TO
Here's to misleading fringes. Here's to ninja-ing behind fences. Here's to bad gay wingmen. Here's to confusing best friends. Here's to drunken acceptances. Here's to MANY drunken acceptances. Here's to getting covered in alcohol due to hooking up. Here's to cute icecream bar girls. Here's to former ten year old boy's fantasies. Here's to dinosaurs. Here's to glasses and schoolgirl costumes. Here's to incorrect use of skittles. Here's to accidental boyfriends. Here's to adorable querks. Here's to "BIG TITTIES!" Here's to Spongebob Squarepants. Here's to addictions to jingly bracelets. Here's to never ending "how 'bout now?"s. Here's to threatenning the sun because of burns. Here's to tormenting resistances. Here's to broken down cars. Here's to pointing out possibilities of cartoons and getting yelled at because of it. Here's to always knowing it would happen. Here's to bite fights. Here's to every "arf" and "nimma dowge". Here's to being horrifically cute. Here's to "shh's" and their consequences. Here's to pen fights in the middle of GB's. Here's to out of bounds looking areas. Here's to Roger, he's from the navy! Here's to being a distracting temptress. Here's to Vendettas against Ville Valo. Here's to fear of ninjitzu skills. Here's to kissing like how a real man kisses a man. Here's to favourite Korn jumpers. Here's to comforting threats. Here's to scaring a half-asleep Brad. Here's to Brad and his over-protectiveness towards his couch. Here's to molestation and violation. Here's to tummy-touch addictions. Here's to cuddles. Here's to cuteness. Here's to fingering Christian together while making out. Here's to "LOL" "WOAH!" arguments. Here's to love ♥
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