Um... I see no reason to put anything here, as my life really isn't that interesting. I was born, I've lived in the same house for all my life, I don't really have any friends, and according to how many times I've been asked out, I'm probably either going to commit suicide or die old and alone with thirty or so cats. I'd like to say that my life has been horrible, but it really hasn't. I broke my arm when I was three, twisted my ankle when I was seven, and that's about it. Personally, I like getting pity. I don't know why. It's just something I don't get at home, so I seek it out, sometimes. I'm apparently very histrionic (look it up, stupid. It's a word.). Oh, and I'm REALLY narcissistic sometimes. XD My mom says it comes from being a teenager, but I've always been like this. Anyway... I'm giving myself away more than I really intended to, so I'm just going to go now... before I start spewing my address, or something... XD
