I wear too much black and too much makeup and also I really like John Green. He's like God, but with a capitol G-O-D. I listen to too much of the Arctic Monkeys and feel like I'm trapped in a goddamn coming-of-age movie. Except maybe it was directed by my eighth grade English teacher and not someone reputable. Maybe I'm just a teenage dirtbag like you. Who even knows anymore. If you couldn't tell I really like pink except red lipstick is better. I can sort of hablo espanol but not really. A girl can try though. One more thing- If my life's a movie, then where's my happy ending? Movies about teens always have happy endings.