I'm seventeen years old (legal adult in October!) and graduated high school. I like to read and write. Oh, and I'm a sarcastic bitch. If you don't like that, I really don't care so get over it. The box of normality has a restraining order against me, so who knows what'll happen if you become friends with me. My soul sister (ELLA!!!!) and I have spontaneous moments of intensive weirdness. A quirk people love, I'm sure. ;)
I'm bi. I really couldn't give two shits of a rat's ass if you think it's gross or not. I've got more important things to do in life than to contemplate and care about what people think of me.
[A dark and disturbing memoir.] Family is supposed to keep you safe from threats, but what do you do when your family becomes the very thing they were supposed to protect you from?