The names emily.
Learn it; Live it; Love it.


Thirteen years of age.
Fourteen this May.


Living in a fantasy world.
I don't take reality very well,
my mind is always in the clouds dreaming
of being a vampire or just an immortal.
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Giving up on love.
Or ever lust for that
matter. I always seem to get myself
in with the wrong people and then
get myself hurt. Twice so far,
and I'm done.



Music lover.
I need a beat in my ears to get my through.


Open book.
You'll never have to ask to get in my head.


Biggest flirt you'll ever meet.
It comes naturally to me.


Fed up with drama.
Sick of selfish people
who don't think about me and what
I want, or what I need. They think
if they push my around I'll laugh with
them. I did at first; and I'm not laughing
anymore.


Crushing.
Harder then anyone knows.
But will I ever get the one who is perfect
for me, who I talk to everyday, who hugs
me and laughs with me everyday? No. I 
won't. Because he doesn't see.

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