Oh my god.. This was horrible. I actually let Melissa talk me into letting her dye my hair the color of her choice. Not only did she pick a horrible color, but she didn't do a very good job of dying it. She didn't even get all of my hair. I'm just glad that it was washout. I'm NEVER letting Melissa dye my hair again.... Ever.
Age : Late 14
And this is me now. Not Gothic, not grungy. Just Sara. And she's a pretty cool kid. I'm not the kind of girl that people notice a lot. I'm not the kind of girl who people go out of their way to talk to. I'm the kind of girl who sits there quietly, and waits for someone to notice that I'm something out of the average. But the problem is that I'm too socially retarded to keep them around for long. So I wait.. For someone who will put up with all the insanity.. Until I finally come out of it, until I'm finally sane again. But that hasn't happened yet. So I wait more, for someone to come along that understands, and is patient, and loves me enough to stay around.


2 comments:
Like me yo? Haha.
All of these are cute... except for your stage 2 evolution. Stage 1, 3 and 4 are all good looking though.
And yes, I did just refer to you as a pokemon. Out of love.
Ur growing into a pretty woman ^_^
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