"I would rather see your face in Hell, then speak another word of this perfect world."
I'm seventeen, and Bisexual. I don't like anybody, and chances are I already hate you. Every single person I have ever opened up to, has eventually ended up burning me, and leaving me. So chances are, i won't tell you anything personal about me. I suck at making new friends and I end up scaring off anyone I begin to get close too.
There is really nothing special about me, I am just another face in the crowd.