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NOTE: THIS IS MY NEW ACCOUNT BECAUSE MY PREVIOUS ACCOUNT, PRINCESS_JAMYUNG HAS BEEN HACKED xp THANK YOU FOR YOUR UNDERSTANDING- 레이 나
Personality:
0% *ღ.Gas.ღ*
█ 1% *ღ.Suicidal.ღ*
██ 10 % *ღ.Depressed.ღ*
███ 20% *ღ.Musical♪♫♪.ღ*
████ 30% *ღ.Colorful.ღ*
█████ 40% *ღ.Daring.ღ*
██████ 50% *ღ.Caring.ღ*
███████ 60% *ღ.Adorable.ღ*
█████████ 70% *ღ.Sweet.ღ*
██████████ 80% *ღ.Loving.ღ*
███████████ 90% *ღ.Trustin.ღ*
████████████ 100% *ღ.Me.ღ*
Name: Raena
Relationship Status: SINGLE AND WANT TO STAY THAT WAY!!!
Age: Ask Me :P
Gender: Female
Likes: Reading, doodling, socializing with fwendzy, making trouble :P, playing music, writing, and decorating stuff :D
Hates: Girls Who Go On And On About Twilight -.-" Edwards Ugly, Jacobs On Steroids, And Bella's A Fucking Whore!!! Girls who blab about Justin Biber, Justin Bieber is an ass, people who copy me (cant belive one of my best fwends did T^T), Wanna b's, and biters >:(
xxxxI make mistakes, I'm not perfect, I say stupid things, I'm not a mind-reader. I've had my share of moments where I felt like I would crack under the pressure of stress, and I've had moments where I have. I've felt like I've been tossed to the side, and I feel like anyone can laugh at a joke without really understanding it. I've had moments where I'd rather be dead, and I've had moments where I'm glad to be living and breathing. I've felt insulted and ridiculed to the point of sobbing. I'm paranoid; I think people are talking about me behind my back when they say the smallest thing, or I think they're staring at me when I walk home from school. I've never met my true friends in real life, but I hope to. I've felt like I'm the only person who's been through this (which I know I am not), like I can't do anything right and I'm just a mess. I'm loyal to my friends, when they're feeling sad I'm their shoulder to cry on- I just want someone's shoulder to cry on myself. When I talk I don't think, I just say, and I almost never realize how many people I hurt in the process. I don't want to feel like I'm ugly anymore, and I want to be happy with who I am. I don't want my mother to insult me anymore. I want people to understand what I do what I do, yet they never seem to. I regret so much that I've ever done, and I wish I could have mended things when it was possible, and not when it was too late. I've experienced death up close with a loved one, and because of that when people sleep during the day near me, I panic. Being in public places make me feel nervous, which is why I never want to go out. I go on about things no one wants to know about. I feel as if I take too much for granted, never really thanking anyone enough in my life. Thanking them for being a part of it and taking care of me since I was little and even just putting up with me. I would give my life to have a hug at least once and a while, and to put past events where they belong- in the past.
Then again, I guess I'm only human.
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