Likes: Writing. Drawing. Reading, sometimes. Music. Being alone at times. Having someone to talk to. Dr.Pepper. Diet Coke. Thunderstorms. Rain. Photography. My kick ass lizard. The dark. Helping others. Dislikes: Being made fun of, what have I done to you to deserve it? Immature as hell people. Bad country music. School. People being around me, acting all soo damn cheery. Living in Nebraska majority of the times. Winter. DON'T. Call me depressed if I don't want to talk to you. Call me a suicidal bitch, whore, just suicidal anything...cause I'M NOT! Say I am gay, you have no proof, no reason, you're just acting immature. Push me into other people. Make fun of my mother, or brother. I will get really fucking pissed if you do, and you'll wish you wouldn't have. Diss my two friends I have. Once again, you'll wish you wouldn't have. Ask me out, then just a few days later, leave me for some hotter chick. Pretend to love me, it's just not fair. Ask me to take special pictures for you, you get what's already there, if you don't like it...that's too bad then huh? Say my music sucks. Cause more than likely, it's yours that probably does. Say you'll be my friend, when you know I love you, then a couple months later, turn your back cold on me. Brag about everything you've got. It does tend to get on people's nerves Go around calling me ugly and fat and shit like that. It's not true. DO. Be an actual friend. Love me for who I am. Be there when I need you. Want to spend time with just me. Say some good things about me. Ask me to hang out with you, I'm not as boring as you think. Do some stuff for me, if I do stuff for you. Try and accept my two friends. Try and see there's more than pain behind my eyes. Do know that I'm not as much as a failure as people assume.