I'm not perfect. I don't have a perfect body or the perfect life. I'm not some model with a shit ton of plastic surgery. I'm not some type of wanna be Kylie Jenner. I don't have long beautiful hair or sparkling eyes. I don't have lips that pout or a body that attracts everyone who looks. I don't have abs and I'm not toned. I eat McDonald's on the daily and my favorite hobby is sleeping. I'm not a straight A student with about a billion scholarships to thousands of colleges. I don't have the best job making thousands of dollars doing what I love. From where I stand my future isn't to bright. But I will tell you one thing. I am me. I have tangled blonde hair. Blue eyes that magically change colors depending on the lighting or my mood. I have rolls and stretch marks and my double chin is featured in every photo I take. I've been through a crap ton of shit. Not the worst but certainly not the best either. But I'm managing. I'm busting my ass everyday to make sure I have what I need. I'm making friends again and I'm finding ways to get through my mental illnesses. So if that's not what you're looking for in a girl then I suggest you keep looking and let me know when you do find the basic annoying Kylie Jenner wanna be. When you do tell me how happy she makes you. I'll believe you.
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The Life of Me
Teen FictionBeing a teenager isn't that hard right? You have a part time job to help you earn some money for prom which is supposed to be the best night of your high school career. With graduation around the corner you're excited to get into your dream college...
