I'm horrible at writing about myself. Tell me to write horror, I'll do great. Tell me to write a romance, I'll have the substance but no plot. Tell me to write about myself, and I'll have no idea what to say.
I'm 15 for the next 9 months. I'm a guy although I can act girly sometimes (especially when it comes to chocolate and cooking).
I like writing; it allows me to get my feelings out and express myself. I like reading too; it helps me escape from the harsh reality we call life.
I'm sort of sappy and emotional; I love all those quote thingies and all the clichés. I love reading any type of book; except ones that are based far in the past, away from modern times (i love my phone) and erotica.
What else is there to say? I'm different from other people. I don't fit in a group.
Alright this is sounding depressing. NOODLES!
(I love saying that randomly. The word sounds cool. Sorta rolls in your mouth.)
Oh and here's a challenge. Try not to think of penguins for 30 seconds.
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