Aboutthe smell of windex and sharpies and white out and daisies is where it's at. <33
Bonjour. Shalom. Ni hao. I’m Rebecca. I'm fourteen years old, and I'm pretty neat. :]
☮ I'm a HUGE Pokédork. You'll have to excuse that. Regina Spektor is my hero. I could go on for hours and hours about how much I love Jimmy Fallon. I don't know how to play chess. Whenever I'm drawing I stick my tongue out, not purposely. of course. I love to write, just not at school. I play guitar, flute, and piano, and hope to soon acquire a ukulele. I live for Jelly Bellies and classic arcade games. I am a chameleon, figuratively speaking. I find it amusing to shout "NO DADDY, NO!" whenever I get the privilege. I daydream quite frequently. I often slip into a reverie at the worst possible moments. I add a "that's what she said" to any dialogue I can. I consume Banana Nesquik and Butterscotch Krimpets like an addict. I can find beauty in anything, and yet I can complain about anything. I sleep in my jeans. I laugh at the bad singers on American Idol; the ones whose friends never told them they can't sing. I don't like going to sleep; I come alive at nighttime. I love to make people laugh. I have the mental age of a five year old. I'm very dirty-minded. I curse like a ******** truck driver. I wish Drew Barrymore was my mother. I think IKEA is the most amazing place in the world.
That's me, in a nutshell. If you want to chat, don't hesitate to drop me a line. <33
Peace out, girl scout. C:
The memoir of the wanna be Pokemon.
I wish I were a Squirtle, that way I could spray water out of my mouth. /fail