I Have The Mouth Of A Sailor.

Have A Colourful Plate. I Make A Spinach Salad With Things Like Blueberries, Apples And Carrots.

Life Isn't A Fairy Tale, And Happy Endings Are Few And Far Between

I Don't Think That I'm Modest By Any Means, But I'm Also Not An Exhibitionist.

High School Is A Pit Of Despair. It's A Swirling Tornado Of Insecurities And There's Really Nothing Good About It. It's At The Time Where Everybody Is Waking Up With Different Opinions Every Day, And You're On This Learning Curve Of Who You Are And Who You Want To Be, And You're Comparing Yourself With Every Other Male And Female Around You. There's No Sense To It.

You Don't Know A Good Thing Until It's Gone.and Found Something Else