because i have a world in my head.
and it is not always the real world.
because i sometimes forget who i am.
because it's my life and my choices.
because i don't have to be normal to be ok.
because it's okay to be myself.
because the world is not ending tomorrow.
because if it is...i'm screwed anyway.
because i am strong.
i love music. flyleaf, my chem, underoath, bmth. dark crazy movies. photography. i like books a lot, sometimes. i like feeling. i like feeling alive. i hate being touched. but i am scared of dying alone. i don't want to grow up. i wear black converse. i like black a lot.
::this is my attempt at being self-centered.::
(if you have copyright issues with the photos tell me. i did not take or create most of them.)
on the day of my mother’s funeral we all wore bright striped knee-high socks. i wore colors, for her.
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