My Lips Are Sealed

Introducing Me

      Well Hi, Im Paris. No my name is not made to represent anyone. Its just a name. Quite franctly I hate my name. Always have, always will.

I guess its because my mom decided to name me after the city of love.

Ive gotten used to it.

I guess.

I may seem blunt right now, but im actually very interesting.

I do have an attitude of a spolied rich girl whose father is Pitbull  and the mother of Beyonce.

Now im going to be honest I am a jerk, like always. I treat my mother like a pile of crap  not to mention shes a druggy. And my father, well I have no idea where he is and im sorry to say but dont care.

My father left my mom years ago which is why shes always high. Life is difficult for me, not really sure how to explain it.

Some people tell me I should be in a mental hospital. Umm...well honey...being the idiot you are I would expect that from you, but you might wannna leave cause oops i forgot to care.

Well, let me be honest I am really crazy. I enjoy telling people things that I shouldnt and I sometimes have really weird spasms.

My doctor tells me that if I dont take my medicine Ill go insane one day. Haha thanks doctor.

I guess I've always imagined dieing in some crazy way. Life writes its own story; you cant really change it.

I tend to ramble you can probably tell. I know youre asking yourself is this snotty girl popular. Yes, yes I am.

My boyfriend is the hottest guy in school; his dreamy eyes, perfect hair, gorgeous voice, and sweetness swoons me.

I think the best way to get me to notice you is to sing to me!  Oh how much I love that. His name is Stiles O'Brien.

Hes perfect in every way! ☺

Now lets not get all lovey dovey. My best friend Taylor is gorgeous. She has golden blonde hair and flawless blue eyes, shes tall, skinny, just perfect..

Kinda intimidating.

I may be popular but that doesnt mean im not insecure.

I believe im ugly.

Basically im a brown haired girl with golden tips, brown eyes, tall, i guess skinny, and I sing.

No where near perfect.

Really, what is perfect?

Perfect in this society is nose job, butt job, "chest job", basically fake.

I hate it.

I cant stand going to the store or mall because all I see is perfectly skinny and gorgeous girls as models.

They make me think that if you are not that then you are ugly. Maybe not to all of you, but to me it does.

I try to be perfect.

Never works.