I’m the kind of girl who is quiet in large groups or around people I don’t know; you only see the real me if we’re close. I smile and laugh a lot, especially at the most inappropriate times. I’m a hopeless romantic who’s too afraid to fall herself. I trip over air, up stairs, and over people’s feet. I am the hardest person to offend, but it is all too easy to make me feel horrible. I hate telling people about my problems; they don’t need to worry about me. I’m the one who listens to other people’s problems. I believe people should not be judged before one takes the time to get to know them, yet I am guilty of doing that exact thing. I love to think rather than talk. I prefer rainy, cloudy days to sunny ones. I’m awkward, clumsy, shy, strange… but this is me. Take it or leave it.
cus he told me too. PISSSED OFF WORDSWORDSWORDS AND STUFF. no but really. i want cupcakes. like really badly. because they have frosting and sugar. <—— that was a sentence fragment (: yay grammar. where am i going with this? back to jesse. mhm dats right. ranting on jesse is like trolling on jesse slaughter (lolpuns/gendermixup). SO EASY. cus jesse’s hair is SO FLUFFY IM GONNA DIE. its kewl. i want fluffy hair. do i have it? no. unless i have sex hair. BUT THAT DOESN’T COUNT. yarrr. but who the hell does jess think he is? walking around with his jesse lauria strut. jeeeez. wantin my synthesizer. jeeeeeeeeez. i like turtles. like that zombie kid <3 i like waving to jesse too. he waves back. and it makes me feel not stupid to not be the only kid waving retardly. SO THANKS BROTEIN SHAKE.
so where does this lead me? go stalk jesse. cussssssssssssssss he has a weewee and everybody loves people with weewees. even lesbians. they just don’t like THE weewee. everything around it is okay.
ahahaha ps. i think i pullled a muscle in my butt when i was pulling and a lightsaberrrr. cus my booty hurts. (another sentence fragment)