Personal Message

 

 

 

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About Me

               

I'm that person that makes friends too easily. I get attached, and protective, and worried and overly caring.

I love my family, expecially my mum. She means the world to me, after God, and especially more than my father. It's ridiculous, but it's true. I'd love the idea to raise a family (yep, I want to me a married woman), because I love kids. I also love my daddy and my brothers and my extended family so much it's crazy. And I want do something that will make my name known, to people. Maybe not anything big, but something that my family can remember as a good thing.

I like writing, working out, swimming, and a crap load of other stuff. I'm quite into computers, and I figured out how to jailbreak one of the many iOs by myself!

I'm also obsessed with eyeliner, and like photos lots. I'm my friend's temporary model when she's bored (which is often and explains all my pretty photoshopped pictures). Ahh, thank you photoshop, you make me so flawless. I can't really leave the house without at least some BB cream and eyeliner on, because I'm insecure.

If you want, PM me for a oneshot. I'll try my best ^^

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Thank you to(and if anyone hurts them Imma beat your fugly , you understand?!):

Mum: The most precious thing to me in the world. I know you're really unwell right now, but I love you and one day I hope I can make you proud. You were always there for me and are so hilarious and I can relate to you and I feel like I've just grown to be like you. I admire you because you work so much, but you're always so smiley and so jokey and I love it when we can snuggle in your bed together to watch some drama whilst we eat dried mango or popcorn. My mum is pretty when she smiles, and people say that I look like you, so does that make me pretty too? It doesn't matter, because I know you're insecure about your appearance too, and I'm surprised, but I see where my insecurities come from. I love you though, and I think you just fine where you are Mama.  

Lois: Damn you , I love you. Ever since we were nine eight I knew we were going to do crazy together. Helping you do your nails in the teacher car park is one of them. I love you, and even though you don't have AFF  and you won't read this I'm like spilling out my love. Anyways, you're too much like my mother, and no one gives a , because we have so many things in common,  like our iQ and our love for fashion. I believe we remained as tight as we are because we're both equally weird and no one else can handle it, which is why I love you. I love your singing too, even if you have a sore throat and its croaky as , it's called style Lois, tell that to your teacher. , I hope you do become an accountant, because I know that reaching your dreams is really important. We had better keep in touch when we're older! 

Ginger: Look, I don't care whether or not your name is Melanie or whatnot. I have named you Ginger and there's nothing you can do about it. But anyway, I love you for your craziness, and damn it Ginger you aren't fat! I really feel bad when I know you work so hard, but you are fine!(Hey Gingey you so fine, whut) Trust me! I'm the most honest person you know, so I'm not ing lying to you. Also, your writing is awesome, lovey. You should appreciate yourself more. And date Ross Fraser already, what. Thanks to you, I don't have to fangirl alone, and there's someone in the school who understands why I love kpop so much,(well Lois does but she doesn't matter right now), it's a surprise just how quickly we became so close, and how you're so not judgemental one bit.I'm glad you're one of the few people who understand my feelings for a certain someone, and I can complain to you about him when I feel. Oh Ginger, I love you. 

Asra: Wow, we've reached you sweetie! I will forever worry about you, whether you like it or not. I'm protective over you and I don't really know why. If I do meet you in real life I might just squish your cheeks and spoil you for the day, because that's my speciality. I feel like someties you don't think I'm being serious when I worry about you, but I am serious. So just take it in your stride and listen to me, because I love you. Idk what else to write because a lot of people I've spent so long with, and there are stupid memories and I just talk to you and complain and I'm happy you listen to me, because there are few people who even consider listening. I'm surprised I put you here, but you're really one of the few internet friends I have that I feel genuinely close to, and I hope one day I can squish your adorable cheeks. I don't give a whether or not you think I'm adorabutch or not.