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♥ This is me.
My name is Natasha I am sixteen years old. I am very artistic and crafty, I love art, photography, and making ugly things into beautiful things. But who is to say what’s ugly and what’s not? I was born in Tennessee, but raised every where else, I use to travel with my parents all over the place, and yes everywhere is cooler then where you are. I have always grown up around art, I get that from my mother. I love to read and write, I also love my journalism class. But putting the schools news paper and year book together is tough work, but someone has to do it. I love fashion. Mostly old and new vintage and DIY. People classify me as ’Shazzy Snazzy’. Most of the clothing that’s made today doesn’t suit me, it’s either too low and makes you look unclassy, or you can’t find anything that doesn’t have you classified as a cheep label. Like those shirts that say things like : “it’s not easy being easy” or “these are real” … please, what are you really getting at, if you have that much disrespect for yourself take it else where, because I’m tired of hearing girls whine about being called a harlot. *points* see see!!! look at your shirt that is WHY. It just is not classy... I have a lot of pet peeves… Although I’m very open minded. I love music, mostly I’m an indie snob (I’ll eat your love children at night) but I like rock, alternative, metal etc. I can’t stand rap, I can only handle so many songs that talk about money and their “babies momma”. I think diamonds look cheep, I’m a pearls, lace, and plastics kind of girl if you must know. I don’t like walks on the beech, where boys want sexual favors. I’d rather run down the busy street then to do that. I love the movie Ghost World, I can quote the movie by heart. Yes, I have watched it that much. My boyfriend calls me a dork because of that. My best friend Chloé and I love to make our own t-shirts, being loud and hilarious, and making rain dances in the Wal-Mart parking lot. Mostly we love being ourselves, we don’t need the silly labels that people give you. That goes for the rest of my friends, you can’t be true to yourself by being fake, it’s what we go by. We don’t pierce our faces and cut our hair into cute mullets (if there is even one) and call our selves scene, or hxc. Just because you have a Mohawk doesn’t make you cool, little kids make shampoo Mohawks all the time. Having a lot of friends on myspace doesn’t make you awesome either. That’s a bit Cliché really. Sorry if it offends you, but honestly it’s what I believe. And I do have the right to my own opinions.

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Steal a kiss and call us friends, distance is a thief in which you disguise. Time and time and time will tell, time will tell or tear us a apart your miles and miles and miles away. Sorry to reveal what we really are. You‘re only there to break my heart I can tell by the way you run away.