I'm the kind of girl that...

Laughs when everyone is crying. Can't be herself around other people. Can't face heartbreak. Wishes someone, anyone, would except who I really am. Was forced into being a cheerleader. Wanted to play basketball. Doesn't want to let anyone down. Protects the ones she loves. Hates being outdoors. Would rather sit up in her room on the Internet all day. Can't be around people very long. Likes to read. Can stare at one thing for hours and not get bored. Is afraid of the dark, but hates the light. Wants to be a vampire, but not a Twilight one, a real one. You can't force me to listen to pop music. I love rock 'n roll!!! Thinks she'll die alone. Thinks she'd love to die alone. Is sarcastic. Is called emo one day and a prep the next. Doesn't understand steriotypes. Could go far in life, but doesn't think she will. Cusses like a sailor.

But, that's just me. People can try to change that, but I don't think they'll be very sucessful. The point of this journal? To tell anyone remotely like me, that they're not alone. I am a soldier. I march proud and tall in the MCRmy.