Things happened, people hurt me, I'm getting over it. I'm just a fragile girl trying to find her way in the world, trying to find out if she can handle it. Handle love, mothers, brothers, friends, and myself. I eat way too much peanut butter, love cats, and have an odd obsession with water skiing. I honestly want to model and make a little money on the side. I want to sing in a band. I want to live in the tropics and travel to every continent and major city before I die. I want to save the earth by ending global warming. I want to have real friends. All this and more is probably why I'm going to get disowned by my parents, but you know what... i'm beyond caring by now.