Humans, people, persons whatever we call ourselves these days. I hate them all. I know I'm one of them but I really just wish I was something different like , a shark. That way I would be able to kill anything shitty that comes my way. For example, sluts.
They probably would taste bad but hey, at least their won't be anymore girls showing 99.99% of their diseased body.
Anyway, my name is Melia Anderson. I am 17 years old and the only thing I will say about myself is that I am a straight up negative person to be around with.
I feel like we are all living in hell. Everywhere you go, you get judged , you get made fun of and their is levels of 'popularity'. The only thing that I am going to accomplish is making it out alive.
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Rebels (M.E)
FanfictionMelia Anderson. She is your ordinary girl. She's most likely the kind of person to say things to someone and not give two shits about it. Matthew Espinosa. He's the type of guy to get into a girl's pants and leave them without giving two shits about...
