• Nothing really to say, it's just right. So, I was thinking last night when I was painting my nails, light sparkle pink because my nails aren't shaped prettily and I don't like drawing a lot of attention to them. I was wondering why it is so easy to get ripped apart while being a teenager, and it's even easier to induce it upon yourself. Not me personally, I mean I suppose I've had my fair share of heart-wrenching but at least I'm able to put those things behind me...or at least to the side of me. I just get worried about people who don't, because that means that it's still in front of them. I used to live in Summerlin, NV, which is a suburb directly west of Las Vegas. It's a nice place, maybe a little nice for my standards but still alright. I've also been thinking about cutting my hair, and why "it's just how guys are" is an acceptable answer to everything. I don't think it should be. But that's possibly just how girls are. Edit. Today is my friend's friend David's birthday, so happy birthday, David.

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