If you knew anything about me you'd see that I like the bitter taste of coffee in the morning and I love the smell the rain leaves behind on a gloomy Sunday evening. 
If you knew anything about me you'd  know that wanderlust sparkles in even the darkest pits of my pupils and that I love the sound of chalk on a freshly cleaned blackboard. 
If you knew anything about me you'd know that I have neither wept, nor shed a tear over the subtle lies of men. 
If you knew anything about me you'd know how much Id die to tell you anything and everything ... As soon as I got my thoughts straightened out enough to form proper sentences. 

I guess this is me.. in words.

So I guess I have a lot of thoughts and it's kind of hard to put them all together. I'm almost 16 years old and I go to high school. But if you think this is going to be one of those cheesy "omg hes sooooooo cute!" type of blogs. Yeah I know I'm young, these feelings are all hormone crazed teenager feelings but I can assure you I won't present it to you in a manner so uncivil. All these posts in one way or another piece together into a story. My story. But remember, things aren't always black and white like they seem to be.
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