Rebecca Louise|| 19|| Uk
"We're not perfect. And let me save you the suspense. That person you
met, they're not perfect either; But the question is; whether you're
perfect for eachother. That's the whole deal, that's what intimacy is
all about. Now, you can know everything in the world. But the only way
you're finding out THAT one, is to give it a shot."
Regardless of what I write about myself, you will still have your own
opinions about me. I'm an indecisive joke. I am simple yet
complicated, not that many people understand me.I learned to play with
the cards I'm dealt. I'm insanely shy but learning to take my stand.
I'm obscenely pessimistic. Most days I wish for a life as simple as a
children's cartoon. The universe fascinates me, however the majority
of the people in it deeply sicken me. I'm a major nerd and a very
awkward person with poor social skills. I have a non-existent self
esteem, therefore vanity greatly annoys me. I can hold deep
conversations yet am rather immature. My mind is just a big disgusting
gutter. I love bands before most people have heard of them, I prefer
it that way. I've come to realize I'll never be 'good enough'. I'm too
complex for anyone, especially myself, to begin to comprehend. I hate
what's becoming of the world and pity the generations following ours.
I live for the rare carefree moments of utter happiness and embracing
the little simplicities in life that are often over-looked. I'm far
from fond of who I've become but am changing on a daily basis. I don't
care too much about what you think. I'm really no different than you,
just a fellow decaying being. Conclusion, I live for the future and
forget about the past. / body modification is beautiful. / flaws are
necessary. / mistakes are normal. / perfection is dead. / we are the
last of this dying breed. I'm Becca. I'm new to this so, bear with me.