Bonjour, ma chéris! It's your's truly!
I'm just a normal person with an extraordinary heart; believing in magic the world may one day remember and keeping my childish nature in tact to fit with the vulgarity of my humor.
I do suppose my emotions often are my own worst enemy, but without my pain, my sorrows, what am I? I could not be human without my emotions, good or bad. Grant it, my temper often wears thin, however such anger is only temporary and could easily be replaced with a laugh. However, acts I find unforgivable (bad parenting, prejudges, child abuse, ignorance, etc) may lead to me avoiding someone to advert a confrontation.
Often, I dream of romantics being that I myself am a hopeless romantic. I chase love and surround myself with a cheesy outlook on it: love is a beautiful thing, no?
I do not appreciate prejudges of any kind, and will not tolerate being insulted. Being mixed ethnicities, you could understand why I feel this strong resentment. Hatred for someone based solely on things they cannot change is absolutely juvenile- not to mention ******** moronic. I can try to fathom as to how people could possibly think this way, but the truth never comes.
I do suppose I am rather intelligent and talented in the arts (other areas as well), but my over confidence is a shabby facade of my constant doubts. I may belief in a number of things, but myself will never be one.
I am a rather pervy. I guess I have a masculine sense of attraction to the male body. It's out of character for a girl, but not a foreign concept.
I do not believe in maturity; it does not exist.There is only composure and respect.
Well, that is all on behalf of me. Oh, my name is Reneé. :3 Au revoir, mes amis.
~Believe in your strengths... Have faith.