Mariah. Seventeen. Taken. O6.11.1O;;
I’m odd, yes. I don’t give a dayum what you think. I am my own person. I’m not going to conform to your stupid clique, or your 'perfect' friends. They can suck it. I'm always talking about something mindless. I get confused WAY too easily. I have no balance. I'm not too bright. I adore music. I sing too much, even though I probably can't sing too well. I dance like a spastic rabbit in the car. I can't stay still. I'm pretty picky. I say like a lot, especially when I’m explaining something. I yell more than I should. I talk too much. My hair never falls right. I'm usually quite senseless, and I can't keep my thoughts in line. I talk before I think. I say things too bluntly. I’m ignorant and immature. I’m weird, random, off-centered, whatever you want to call it. I'm loud and obnoxious. I dislike bitches. I complain a lot. But, that is who I am and I’m not changing for anyone!