I'm a ginger.
I love writing.
I hate politics.
I NEVER judge.
I'm veryy Open-minded.
I am kind of shy,
But verry veryy loud once you get to know me.
I am very hard to shut up wink
Werewolves are kinda my thing.
The whole 'rip you into a million peices' thing turns me on haha.
I'm the kinda person who if you need me i'm ALWAYS there.
I'm an awesome listener.
So if you need advise, just ask. smile
The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class. Detention becomes suspension. Lollipops turn into cigarettes. Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things you could get from boys were … cooties? Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest. War was only a card game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine. When wearing a skirt didn’t make you a slut. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we couldn’t wait to grow up…