“I am, I am, I am”
…a pretentious whingy bitch.
I am entirely made up of words.
I curse like a sailor. I don’t know why but it’s good fucking fun.
I’m really quite open about most everything. Ask me something and I’ll reply in full.
I’m unreliable and forgetful and irritating and shit. Don’t argue, I’ll only prove you wrong.
Ginger, 18, living in York in England.