but all the whole world
is still on my string.
My name is Shelby Bree. My life consists of: music, photography, partying, writing, computers, school, My Chemical Romance, concerts, friends, young Bob Dylan, money, glamor, Doctor Who, make up, head banging, Drake & Josh, anti-depressants, thinking, Panic! at the Disco, rain, singing, 30 Seconds To Mars, piano, movies, dreams, Kurt Cobain, fighting, insanity, phobias, my little pony: friendship is magic, my so-called life, philias, Fall Out Boy, reading, tv, acting, obsession with fame, friends, music videos, art, South Park, reblogging, ranting, Robert Sheehan, being myself, CDs, the mall, vintage stuff, James Dean, screaming, dubstep, Marylin Monroe, love, Las Vegas, hate, boys, kissing, cool quotes, IMMATURITY, boredom, Misfits, tumblr (obviously), music, Jake Gyllenhaal, money, and more. Now, if you want to know me more intimately, I’ll tell you some things. I live in Santa Cruz, California. It’s a quaint little city on the west coast, about one hour away from San Fransisco, depending on the traffic. I like it here, and I really don’t ever plan on leaving. I have major depression. I am an ex-self harmer. I’m very sensitive to everything, but I do my best. It’s part of me; take it or leave it. I’m very sarcastic and I tend to make dumb jokes. I hate gummi candies. I’m very friendly, and I will be your friend no matter who or what you are. (Murderer? Good for you! I’m glad that you’ve chosen a sure path for yourself. Let’s be friends.)
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