My Life As Laylani James
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Hey! My name is Laylani James, I'm a 16 year old junior in high school. My life is pretty normal, but I make the best out it. Right now I'm trying to make sence of school, boys, friends, classes, fandoms, family, anxiety, depression, trichotiomania, and teachers. Im a nerdy and slightly akward girl who's OBSESSED Harry Potter, Star Wars, Jacksepticeye, Markiplier, and a WHOLE BUNCH OF TV SHOWS!!
I'm deffenetly sarcastic to say the least but I will always be there if you need me, even if you don't need me I'll still be there... I'm flexible like that!
I'm a proud Hufflepuff, Horned Serpent, Amity Divergent, Awol, and Feminist.
This is my life, it's not perfect or a movie, things don't always have a happy ending, but it's real.
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