hunger hurts but starving works when it costs too much to love.

I am a girl made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions. I love writing until my hand spasms, reading until my eyes cross, laughing with my best friends until I think I might piss my pants (and sometimes, eventually do), drinking, etc. My biggest hero is Frank Zappa. My blogs ramble on and on about various subjects, but if you get to know me, I'm not as whiny as I seem. I'll be your friend. I'm not like the others, man.

where the grass is watercolor and the stars are quite touchable.

I don't know myself anymore. I've been trying so desperately to change myself that I can honestly say that I have no idea who I really am. All I know is that I don't like her very much...still. I'm lost, and while seeking guidance, I really just want someone to listen.