Archibald Greene

Congratulations on finding this small little corner of Wattpad that I call my own. Go ahead, look around. There isn't much to see. There is a picture, and all of the regular profile tabs. In the words of Archie from the musical 13, "There's, the cool kids. There's the preps...the skate punks... the jocks, and then there's me." 

   I am often uncertain of my own emotions, aren't we all? I live in a plastic utopia of which I despise, because nothing happens in a town where everything is the same. I find the very word utopia unsettling, a fake future we paint for ourselves. 

   I am at home when I'm listening to questionable musical soundtracks from Broadway. I'm highly hypocritical, wanting to live every moment to the fullest yet never venturing outside of my own home. I'm still in school, a fact I despise because I cannot dye my hair in my school district. If it weren't for rules like that, I'd be in a studio apartment walking around with blue and purple hair. 

  I tend to rant about meaningless things, and enjoy writing (thank you Captain Obvious). Anyway, congratulations for getting this far. Goodbye.