fringed words..

i am who i am..


im now seventeen,
im a seriously spoilt brat,
i may be in love with a dude who dont even exist,
im feelin half alive,listening to jar of hearts..,
theres somthing unintelegent-ly fishy goin on in my oh-not-so sane mind..,
it dabbled my apathetic thoughts,
corrupted my idle state of soul,
and set me into a deep contemplation..,
my head was a mess and such bedlam takes place in there..,
enough to make me tremble for just a second..,
the wild idea seemed to be mocking me..,huh..
i know crap constantly and im a true maverick and a masochist at heart,
i keep fidgeting bout nothing
and  non-stop damnation to find love was becoming my second nature..,
so.
im seventeen..
if you love me,thank you,
if you hate me,well,f**k you..

im just the way i am..
<3