the EMILY is GO!

so for those who dont know...lots has changed so here it goes. my names Emily, i live in houston AND I SERIOUSLY HATE IT!! i drive the sickest little honda fit ever. me and nigga fred (my car) were destined to be together, and we have sick adventures. I NO LONGER GO TO FASHION SCHOOL due to my parents deciding fahsion is a stupid career choice. am i fashionable? no. not at all. i like to wear leg warmer, bright pink rain boots, stupid trucker hats, lots of white and black tee's. i laugh at lable whores. but yeah i have my own messed up style, but i like it just fine. i pretty much just chill. and ps- if you catch me at a concert you better say hi. i get free tickets to almost every show i want...backstage too sometimes. so hit me up if you wanna go to a show, the more people the more fun.
I have a past... just like anyone else. Don't judge me for the things I have done and the mistakes I have made. Because my past and my mistakes have brought me this far and has made me the person that I am today. I am perfectly content with myself. The more mistakes the more you learn... The more you're hurt the stronger you get is what i believe.
BIGGEST NEW YEARS RESOLUTION FOR 2007:
get hot
become a suicide girl
as in "i be up in the gym just workin on my fitness"
All his life he lived in this same house.
Same white fence surrounding him, he swore he would get out.
But he can’t cause his foot got caught in between in the rails.
And all his friends were all up ahead
They can’t hear him yelling, yelling for some help.
And it’s much too late to call the doctor now.
This town is full of sympathies; we’re drowning in it all.
I think this pretty much describes how I'm feeling right now, about life and Houston and stuff. ♥ THURSDAY.
"At its rawest, fashion is material sewn together in a sequential method. But it's so much more. Fashion creates a mood, captures a moment. It evokes something that you never knew was inside you. Fashion is one of the most underrated stimulants one can encounter." - Daniel Vosovic
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..." -- Jack Kerouac
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check them out.
I dont know why, I just think this picture is super cute. Plus, leg warmers are the shit.