I have moved around to much in my life.
I havent known anyone other then my family for more then 4 years.
I hate relationships, but they are comfortable.
I am in love with myself, yet I hate myself.
Ive hurt so many people in so many ways.
I love camo and plaid.
I love showing my belly, but I hate my legs.
I have so many tattoos and I really only like 2 of them.
I am obsessed with lip piercings, mohawks, and tattoos.
Boys that wear tight pants are hot.
Girls that wear short skirts are too.
I love the color pink, and I hate the color green.
I like boys and girls.
I have done drugs at some point in my life.
Judge me all you want, I dont do them anymore.
I love drinking, but alcohol makes women into whores.
Smoking is my second love to take it away would be ludicrous.
Im smart I just hide it well.
I dont use "big words" because small ones are easier to say.
Im lazy so shoot me.
I used to hate my mother and father.
Ive come to see them in a different light.
I love my little sister more then anything on earth.
No amount of sex, booze, drugs, ect will change that.
Punk music keeps me sane.
Without it a lot of people would be dead.
I would be in prison.
I hate the word "Hella" its just annoying.
I make myself laugh and thats all the matters.
I love making people happy, but making them cry is easier.
I could write about myself all day, but why bother?