People call me Jinx. I get drunk at 3pm and listen to depressing 90's grunge. I'm old enough to know better and young enough to make my own mistakes. I like boys and girls; but am currently hooked on just the one boy. I don't know what I'm doing with my life anymore, and for once that doesn't scare me.
"Despite my best efforts I am always the one that gets fucked - it never changes, maybe I should learn to like it."
LIKES: My Family & Friends. Coca-Cola. 90's grunge music. Sex. People Watching. Sushi. Working. Mac Miller. Beauty and the Beast. Poptarts. Winter. Fairy Lights. Reading. Writing. Listening to the rain with the window open. 80's movies. Tattoos. Payday. Cupcakes. Alice Glass. Hello Kitty. The way he looks when he just wakes up. London. Cats. Pole Dancing. The City at Night. Sleeping. Kisses. Fashion. Vogue. Piercings. Unusual people. Pictures of memories. Shopping. Lingerie. Secrets. Chinese Takeaway. Jack Daniel's. Lyrics that mean things to you. Driving on the motorway at night. Plans. Tacky Nails. Brightly Coloured Hair. Dita Von Teese. Dreams Unlimited. The End of Alice. Spliff. Tumblr. Movie quotes.
DISLIKES: Uncontrolled lack of control. Obnoxious people. Insects. Nightmares. When things don't go to plan. Beer. Pretentious people. Reality TV (except Jersey Shore, that's awesome). Mess. When people don't listen. Broken Promises. Lies. Being cold. Not knowing things. Anyone younger than me that isn't a baby. Macaroni and Cheese. Being called "Girl". Forgetting my keys / phone / money. Missing people.
"I am not afraid of dying, I am afraid of not living."
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