it's who i am
In third grade I moved far away from my first house, my first neighborhood, my first friends, first life. I was a lonely little kid who baggy shirts and the same snoopy sweat pants everyday. I didn’t ever brush my hair and my pink wire glasses always fell off my freckle infested nose. Most girls [...]
A few months ago I decided to become a blogger. One of my very first posts was about getting dressed and wearing clothes. Although this is a real subject and something I truly struggle with, the way I portrayed it was against my true writing abilities. I want to be a blogger (why? we will [...]
Kylie who? Kylie what? Kylie huh? Those were the only questions asked if people, not just knew my name, but actually used it too. Most of the time it was just "so and so's friend" or "that girl that sits on the back row and turns cherry red if the teacher calls on her". That's [...]
