It's funny how in person I could go on for hours describing who I am, what I'm about, where I'm going, what I want, ect; but when it comes to describing myself otherwise, I find it a difficult task. Maybe I'm the only one that's like that, or maybe I'm not; either way, I'm not too fond of it. Sometimes, as I describe myself, I wonder if I really know who I am. I mean really know. Most people have a pretty good idea of who they are, but sometimes I'm not so sure. Other times I wonder if I'm saying too much or too little. Maybe that's what I'm afraid of here; saying too much or not saying enough.
I'm just trying to create a story worthy of telling someone, whether that includes travelling the whole world, falling madly in love, losing everything, never settling down, or anything else that may happen. I'm just trying to see how my story ends, you know? That's how it goes, you have to keep going and see how your story ends. I've got a century to make my life the way it's supposed to be; something I can stand to look back at. I just hope I don't end up in that pine box in the back of a hearse without scars or a story to tell.
Basics:
•Moment I Came Into Existance: November thirtieth, nineteen-ninety-two at two:forty-two pm
•Age: Sixteen; Soon to be seventeen.
•Sign: Sagittarius.
•Orientation: Bisexual
•Status: In a relationship and very much in love
•Heros: Boyfriend, Best Friends, Mother, Grandmother
•Ethnicity: Caucasian
•Height: Five feet; Weight: One-hundred-twenty pounds
•Hair: Brown/Black; Eyes: Change color
•Religion: Agnostic; Raised as a Christian
•Piercings: Ears, Navel; Possibly more in the future
•Tattoos: None; Possibly some in the future
•Drink/Smoke/Drugs: Occasionally/No/No
•Occupation: Student; Aspiring Photographer
•School: CHS; Junior in honor classes
•Languages: English, French (Not fluent French, so please speak English.)
•Hometown/Current Location: Douglas[nine-one-two], Georgia, USA
I plan on writing a paragraph or so in the near future to describe myself further. I'll get it up here as soon as I can. I promise.
I'm just trying to create a story worthy of telling someone, whether that includes travelling the whole world, falling madly in love, losing everything, never settling down, or anything else that may happen. I'm just trying to see how my story ends, you know? That's how it goes, you have to keep going and see how your story ends. I've got a century to make my life the way it's supposed to be; something I can stand to look back at. I just hope I don't end up in that pine box in the back of a hearse without scars or a story to tell.
Afterall, scars are what makes us interesting.
Basics:
•Moment I Came Into Existance: November thirtieth, nineteen-ninety-two at two:forty-two pm
•Age: Sixteen; Soon to be seventeen.
•Sign: Sagittarius.
•Orientation: Bisexual
•Status: In a relationship and very much in love
•Heros: Boyfriend, Best Friends, Mother, Grandmother
•Ethnicity: Caucasian
•Height: Five feet; Weight: One-hundred-twenty pounds
•Hair: Brown/Black; Eyes: Change color
•Religion: Agnostic; Raised as a Christian
•Piercings: Ears, Navel; Possibly more in the future
•Tattoos: None; Possibly some in the future
•Drink/Smoke/Drugs: Occasionally/No/No
•Occupation: Student; Aspiring Photographer
•School: CHS; Junior in honor classes
•Languages: English, French (Not fluent French, so please speak English.)
•Hometown/Current Location: Douglas[nine-one-two], Georgia, USA
I plan on writing a paragraph or so in the near future to describe myself further. I'll get it up here as soon as I can. I promise.
