I didn't do it, nobody saw me do it, you can't prove anything!

I'm loved, and I love. My friends make me a better version of me.

What to say? That hasn't already been said? I detest repeating myself, but the curse of too many profiles and a small imagination deems that necessa Read more...

I didn't do it, nobody saw me do it, you can't prove anything!

I'm loved, and I love. My friends make me a better version of me.

What to say? That hasn't already been said? I detest repeating myself, but the curse of too many profiles and a small imagination deems that necessary.

I live, I love, I learn. I require daily beauty, a smile, a thought, a painting, a song. I'm in love with decorating the body in ink, but am scared of needles. I am a metal chick who knows the words to Britney Spears songs. I talk too much and yet people are still surprised with how little I tell them. I eat bananas. I draw stars, badly. I am fascinated with everything, until it bores me and I never think of it again. I hate talking on the phone for more than five minutes. I think make up can be art. I still think Bambi's mum just wanted a nap. I own more books than most charity shops (I should know, I've cleaned alot out!). I just threw away 12 pair of shoes I'd never wear again but am still mourning the loss. I've never learned to play the guitar. I can touch my eyeball. I think cola tastes better out of a glass bottle. I will never stop trying.

I will always reach for the stars.