Don't underestimate my intelligence. I will mindfuck the ignorance out of you until you're comatose and eating out of a feeding tube the rest of your life. Just show me respect, and you'll get it in return. I'm often rude and blunt. You can call it bitchy, but I just don't tolerate stupidity. If you can't handle that, and get butthurt over the things I say, maybe you shouldn't talk to me. I have a hard time trusting people. I wish I could say I take the time to see the good in everyone, but half the time I don't. I'm a grammar nazi. If you can't use the proper conventions of the English language, don't talk to me. Thanks. :] I write messages in public bathrooms with sharpies. Frappucinos make me superhuman.
Likes
Gummybears. Rainbows. Tongue-tied moments. Debates that lead to confusion. Hippie vans. 80's music. Music, period. Laughter. Tears of joy. Nightly ice-cream runs. Thunder. Small, comfy areas. Singing out loud. Screaming, dancing in the rain. Doodling. Roleplaying. Writing (stories, poems, letters, etc.) My phones constantly pittering. I adore cuddling. S'kinda meh thing, yanno? xoxo'ing. Meeting new people that draw me in.
Tara. She's completely fucking beautiful. And I love it, because my love for her has absolutely nothing to do with that. I love her because she'll hold the elevator for me, even if heading downstairs without me would make a great point. I love her because if she sees a shirt that she knows will look good with my eyes, she'll buy it for me, even if she can't afford it. I love her because when I feel like putting up my head in an oven, she'll gently take it out and bake me cookies instead. I love her because she can curse like a sailor and could no doubt sail like one too, if she put her mind to it. I love her because even if she doesn't tell the truth about something, she always feels like she should. And I love her because I don't need to love her all the time. She's my bestfriend.
HaleyStar (n)(def.) a female of sixteen long years; a person who finds her way out of sticky situations with her words; someone who turns out looking like a rabid dog when she brushes her teeth; a person who wants to believe in fairy tales and happy endings, though she hasn't experienced any in her lifetime; someone who would love to hear a theme song for her life; someone to whom you can give a word, and she'll make a song out of it; always makes things look easier than what they really are; random, abstract and will choose dare over truth; someone who loves pictures of pretty people; someone who cares a little more for the lyrics than the music; Jessica's favoritest greatest most amazingest baby mama ever. See also: Circus.
Dislikes
Fakes. Liars (don't fucking cross me that way). Watching those I love get hurt. Manipulation. Bitches with more than one face. Broken promises. Bad friggin' hygiene. Just don't try, believe me. :D
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