I feel like things on this blog started off a bit too heavy. So let’s start over.
I’m currently 19 years old, but I like to think that I sound more intelligent than your average teenager. While my last post made it obvious that I am struggling with untreated depression, I don’t want that to define me. I considered taking that post down just because I didn’t want people to draw unfair conclusions about me, but I’ve decided to let it be.
So anyway, I’m 19. I’ve never had a boyfriend. Music and laughter are all I need in this life (besides God, oxygen, etc). You could play me anything and I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from singing or dancing along. Like honestly, if music was a drug, no amount of rehab would be able to save me. I mean, my family already calls me a music junkie…so music addiction is inevitable.
Now that my love of music has been established. What I say next won’t sound weird. One of my ambitions in life is to go to every single music festival ever created. I know this sounds stupid (and expensive), but it’s for the love of music baby!
This all kind of sounds like something I would say on my first date (HAHA like I would know).
Okay, so I have 5 siblings. Three older sisters and two younger brothers. I’m basically never alone. For instance, I was writing this post, and my sister decides she’s just going to come sleep in my bed. So here we are. There is literally no privacy.
Well, hopefully I’ve given you enough information to correct your previous evaluation of me. Until next time.