About me
I'm Ruby-Rose, but I really just go by Ruby. I've learned to accept the fact that i'm useless, worthless, annoying and other things but the list would go on and become a massive drama of how much I hate myself. This is my third account on here. (wow). I like writing, and I hate writing, and i'm not very good at it at all. I'm not insecure, and I am at the same time. I'm now fourteen, and that means i'm basically a grown up. I was fucking twelve when I got my first account. I'm not giving you any links to past accounts. I'd rather hide in shame. Don't be shy to talk to me, or to leave me lovely feedback, or to ask me to read a story. I'll either accept, or decline but I'll love you for it.
Likes
Velvet. Ice-cream. Silk. Lights. Lace. Gold (the colour). Glitter. Things that sparkle. Skins. T.V. shows. Doc Martins. Red Lipstick. Champagne. Pretty things. Food. Sun umbrellas. Floral patterns. Fragile things. Collar bones. Cats. Films. Audrey Hepburn. Books. Fitzgerald. Wearing shirts that are long enough that you don't need any pants. Black. Pink. Rainbows. Summer. Coats. Winter clothes. Teddy bears. Pillows. And a million other things.
Dislikes
Food. My nails. My weight. Me. Trophies. Teachers. School. Maths. Feeling dumb. Disney TV shows. Things that are tacky. Labels. Sleeping. Feeling like this. Not having friends. Other things but idk right now.