YOU KNOW MY NAME;
NOT MY STORY
Alive but not living.
I’m probably the most unladylike immature person I know. I curse like a sailor and I sometimes like to drink milk from the box carton.
I’m most of the time weird and awkward. But I also think I’m hilarious. I seriously wonder why no one’s in love with me.
I can’t snap or whistle. I’m incapable of swallowing pills, capsules or tablets so I’m still on syrup.
Sometimes I think that the only thing that’s going right in my life is my hair.
