Ohei. My name has already been said, but I’m Isabella-Grace. Age doesn’t matter; It’s just a number. But my birthday is February twenty-second. I like you for you, not the parts you have. I’m eighty-five percent German, ten percent South Korean, and five percent Japanese. Midwest girl at heart. Vegetarian again as of December first, two thousand eleven. I’m not a fan of people who talk like “noobs,”
they're annoying as fuck. Type properly please. I don’t have very much self-esteem to be honest. My music varieties are very wide. I’m not
a very nice person, &I loose friends a lot. I get really over stupid things. I have panic attacks a whole fucklot. I call people nicknames like Hun,
Babes, Baby, Babe, Hunnie, Dear, you get use to it. If I could look like anyone in the world it'd be Audrey Kitching, Kyary Pamyu Pamyu, or Bou from An Cafe`.
That's about it. You really want more? Drop a comment and talk to me before you add. Bei.
“Someone doesn’t like you? F*** it. Having a bad day? F*** it. Didn’t get that job, or that grade, or that promotion you wanted? F*** it. Fighting with your lover? F*** it. Feel fat today? *** it. Losing control of everything and everyone? F*** it. What matters now won’t matter soon; the truly important thing is that you are alive, and that you have the capacity to do absolutely anything with this beautiful, crazy coincidence of being on this earth. Just stick your middle fingers in the air and think, ‘Damn, I have it good." -Gerard Way