I can't summarize myself in a paragraph, but I'll try.

I have layers and lots of them. A wall the size of texas!
It takes me forever to trust people and seconds to hate them.
I hate stereotype labels cliches etc etc.
I hate all these people who think they're Emo because they listen to New found Glory, NFG ain't emo f****er.
I hate people that brand people by the clothes they wear, they're only clothes get the **** over it. I dont give a **** if you sXe or hxc, good for you want me
to bow to you or something? I hate conceited people, chances are
everyone hates you anways.

I have weird habits, I never close cupboards, I like the window open all the time, winter or summer hot or cold. I have insomnia ,adhd, and most likely some other ****ed up condition too.
I went to a therapist until she decided that I couldnt color anymore.
I like coloring.
Don't assume things, i hate that. I have blonde hair so ****ing what OOOO YOU HAVE BLONDE HAIR YOU'RE STUCK UP OOOO. eat sh*t and die thanks. I'm blunt I will tell you how it is. I laugh a lot randomly at nothing.
I don't give a **** if you like or love me. I hate fake people, lying? it's pointless, Man oh man shittttt i'd write back to every
single one of you if i could so im sorry if i dont 3.

I sit on the floor in the mall cause I get tired easily, I shove myself against
clean windows. I like fake nails i tap my teeth with them, I had
the best internet bf once i dont remember his name but i remember
his sn.. We cybered a lot(For those of you that ask.. this was a d*mn joke jeez).
I like to fall asleep with the tv off but the sound on No picture just sound.. I effin hate bugs I say **** alot. it's cool. I like sappy love songs and guitars, and happy pills. Oh fingers going through my hair..thats pretty cool too. I
LIKE Wii a lot. A LOT. especially mario kart Hot shiyat.
Um i have a long tongue not even shitting.
Please dont HOLLA AT ME i hate getting yelled at i am no snob either!. Oh? Ps. I rock


enough weirdos! just looking for friends right now :)

Things I hate go here:-

Cops: Until I, personally, have benefited from the help of a police officer, I have to say that I hate the **** out of cops. Seriously. Instead of giving me tickets for bullsh*tlike "not making a complete stop at a stop sign" or "changing lanes without using a turn signal", how about you try something like, I don't know, say, FIGHT ****ING CRIME?! How about that? Call me crazy but somehow I think that's a tad bit more important.
Fat girls: Looks aren't everything, but ****, dude, there's a limit. I should at least be able to walk down the street and not see your flesh oozing over your pants. AT LEAST.
Guys and girls who can't get over their exes: They're called EXES for a godd*mn reason, dude. I'm so sick of trying to explain that to these dumb ****es. Nobody seems to understand. Ugh.
JELLYFISH: They almost stole my life once. NEVER WILL I EVER GIVE THEM THE SATISFACTION OF TRYING TO STEAL IT AGAIN.
Lousy drivers who don't bother giving me a thank you wave after I let them in my lane, or let them pass, or do some other good driving deed: Godd*mn, that pisses me off. In fact, I hate that probably more than anything else. I like to think that's the reason why Hitler hated jews so much. They were probably shitty drivers with no manners. If that's the case, genocide was a mere slap on the wrist.
Onions: Always sneaking into my food, you mother****ers. And it wouldn't be so bad if you were always in like ring format, like at Wendy's, but it's places like McDonalds and Whataburger that chop you up into little tiny unscoopoutable pieces that really fuel my hatred for you. Ugh. **** you, onions.
Pepsi: Pepsi is the ****ing Milhouse of sodas. Everything Coke does, Pespi has to do too. The diets, caffeine-frees, vanillas, lemons, limes, and so on. Everything Pepsi has tried to do on their own failed miserably. Anybody remember Crystal Pepsi? So yeah, **** you, Pepsi. Coca-Cola forever. And while I'm at it, **** Mr. Pibb, too. You know, the replica of Dr. Pepper. But its a bullsh*treplica because dude didn't even get his ****ing degree.
Private profiles: Because putting a PRIVATE profile on a PUBLIC website makes a plethora of sense. Yeah, totally.
Sluts: I ****ing hate man-sluts. If you've slept with more girls than you have fingers, don't ****ing speak to me. Unless of course you're a slut who comes bearing gifts. Then we'll see what happens.

Things I like go here:-

Cleanliness: I have this huge problem with being dirty. Which is ironic because I absolutely hate washing my hair.

Conversations about nothing: Especially if they involve discussing dolphins and the length of their "cum shots". Fourteen feet - can you believe that? Or how ostrich has less fat, but you eat more of it. Or how awesome having shoehorn hands would be. Or how all certified mail is registered, but registered mail is not necessarily certified.
French Manicures: Nothing does it more for me than french tipsb