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Angel is the name; sky is the limit.
7th grade.
Things only get harder.
Im living life the way i want to, Not the way you do.
I give up WAY to easily, when there's always another way to the end.
I fall to hard. Get caught. Then dropped. It's how it is.
I refuse to open up.
Theres always a smile on my face. Yet, i keep my real feelings locked up.

They say "No one is perfect..". I beg to differ. Perfect to some people is tan skin, blond hair, big boobs, and porcelain teeth. To some people Perfect means neon hair, large sunglasses, and smeared make up. Some people dont even consider Perfect an accurate word for anything.

I'm nothing without my eyeliner. I’m a whore just like all of you. I stand in the mirror everyday and smear my makeup on to hide realty. Underneath all of my make-up I do have a heart. I just choose not to show you all. I'm suffocating beneath it all. I'm slowly running out of breath ,but I continue to dismantle myself. I'm destroying what I’ve been and creating what I'm becoming. I cant lay my head down at night until I'm
COMPLETELY Destroyed. I spend a lot of time getting ready. I'm not a girl that tends to blend in to a crowd. I'm not afraid to be myself. I always try to find ways to stand out & not look like every other clone out there. I don't have a favorite brand or store I pretty much just see things I like & throw them together.