i miss it sometimes.
i kind of want to change everything on it but i dont want it to look like shit.
i wish i had a picture instead of just some codes.
anyhow...
theres nothing i can say that will fully explain who i am, but i guess i can try. im sad more than im happy but i enjoy my life. when i smile you see dimples and when i laugh i sound "like a dog being raped". my friends are really all i have these days and i dont plan on letting them go anytime soon. there are so many things i say im going to quit doing and so often i dont fallow through that its hard to know when im telling the truth or just convincing myself that i wont let someone down. i dont live up to expectations because i set my own future and my life is in my hands. i cry all the time and usually its for no reason at all. i may throw a fit if you ask me whats wrong but somebody asking lets me know im not alone in this world. i love pictures and music. honestly i wish i could be a model, i wish i could be an actress, i wish i could be a singer, and i wish i could be in pagents, i know im not pretty but itd be fun to have all eyes on me for once with the reason not being the fact that im acting retarded. i care too much and get hurt too often. when im alone i can go days without showering because nobody will see what a mess i am. i rant when im confused, i dont talk when im sad, i eat when im happy, and im hyper for the in betweens. im not smart. im one to fall into patterns. i was in love once... at least im still convinced that i was. i do bad more often than i do good. i try not to be annoying and bitchy but i cant help who i am. i dont believe in depression or anything because i refuse to be changed by my mother. i complain, a lot. hi, im ashley, im fifteen, and i guess to figure out who i am you'd have to be as crazy as i am.
everything else didnt show up right... but this is my about me section from the middle of last summer when i was blocking drake out of my life.
good times.
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