Painting my toes bright sunshiny yellow & jamming out to Chase Coy apparently brings a smile to my day. Try it, dudes. :]
I'm just kinda in the "f*$^ it" mood, which is odd, because I'm not exactly sure what "f*$^" means.
F*$^ America's ideal of the "perfect girl/woman-person".
F*$^ all the people that made me feel extremely insecure about myself today.
F*$^ everyone that tells me I should act think talk dress be a certain way.
I'm going to be myself, and that's way more "cool" awesome beautiful than all those fake people combined, because one-of-a-kinds are always more valuable.