About Me 
My name is unknown; I want you to call me Reagan.
I am fourteen but have the body of a sixteen year old.
I am:
Bisexual, depressed, strange, trusting, fucked-up, lonely, scared, secretive, dissociative identity, flawed, Goth, brunette, compulsive, insomniac, taken, normal.
I’ve been told I am:
Depressed, Fucked-Up, anorexic, bulimic, Emo, underweight, Goth, Greb, boring, dull, stupid, in-your-face, Doll-like, ‘like a stick’, cheeky, back-stabbing, contradictive, addictive, beautiful, lovely, special, loving, life-saving, bitchy, lesbian, slutty, whore, amazing, crazy, two-faced, evil.
And yet despite all of these accusations I’m still the same person I was when I begun. I was the fastest sperm out of millions. I have fallen and picked myself up, I have fallen and stayed down for weeks on end. I have been out of school for months at a time; I have lost half of my hair length from dying it too much.
I miss the life I used to lead, I miss my old friends and the laughs. I miss how I used to be.
After all of this, I’m still the same person. I’m still the girl I was born to be, with you here by my side.
I'm sorry if I don't reply to your messages, its just my inbox gets clogged up with so many messages that I often don't have time to answer them all. Or it might just be because you're a total arse.
However, if you're civil and don't try and get in my pants we might get along ;) oh, don't call me babe or hun because I will forcefully remove your kidneys. ;)
Likes
Being in control over my life
My Diary
My Friends
Hugs and Kisses
Company
Darkness
Gigs
Sleepovers
Graveyards
Singing
Drawing
Headbanging
Instant Messaging
VF
Dislikes
Fakes
Attention-seekers
Racism
Discrimination
Homophobes
Bees and Wasps
Hot weather
Being alone (unless I really need to be)
Hip-hop and rap music
Facebook
Broken instruments
Food
School
Homework
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Good Times
"I totally cocked it up" - Danny.A
Holly looks shiftily at Danny.A.
"Oh HOLLY!" says danny.
*danny puts head in hands*
"For best before end see crap"
"Its CAP you idiot"
"Oh.."
Danny walks by, Holly sees and sticks out leg. Danny falls over, Holly in stitches of laughter.
The same thing happens with Rhogan. Holly is again in stitches.
Good times, good times.
Calendar
25th October -
GY
26th October -
Gothic picnic and meetup
31st October -
VF Halloween Party
1st November -
Slip-Not
Baghera
28th November -
A Poetic Yesterday
After Every Gunshot
Red Chapter
The Ruin
19th December -
Tripswitch
2009
28th February -
Metallica
Machine Head
The Sword