i have always loved them. i loved them differently, sure, but always.

You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself-
Breakfast at Tiffany's. You beauitful movie you.

They make me happier then any real person can. is that wrong?

i enjoy guys with glasses.

no idea why.

some one told me i should be a role model today. i told them that i shouldn't. at least not with the things that go through my head every five minutes.

i am not a good person.