THIS IS MY HOLY DESCRIPTION

My Ever-so lovely life paraphrased.

my name is Nea. the body part that will take your weight whole, and not complain, and the grade that doesnt say its name.

poetry is in me so much, im bursting from the seams. i am so full of crappy poems that i want to write freakin acrostic poems everyday♫

ironic interests

laughing way to loud

cheerleading

dance

singing

writing

some more writing

idk

and some more idk

I mean come on does anyone even read these things¿

I used to be like them- pained. Maybe I still am. Called everything from a slut to anerexic. I supposedly have fake hair and have lowered my grades to attract boys. I find it quite amusing... watching people flaunt themselves at me, like the primitive beasts we all are. I grew up in a way that many would die for, but contrary to popular belief, I wasn't exactly happy. I don't write poems because I think that I can change the world. I don't write them in attempt to put a smile on someones face. I don't care if you smile or bleed or kill or taunt in your free time, I only care if you found any of my idiotic words in the least bit relatable. Thank you❣