Your going to talk about me because you know me, right? You think you know me so well? You think you know everything about me, my influences, my choices, what hurts me, what helps me, what haunts me, and my fears? You know it all, right? You know what i've been through, going through, and will eventually go through, don't you? You know all my choices and the reasons why i made them, right? Listen, think what you want. You can mouthoff about how ridiculous, dumb, stupid, ugly, or whatver else you want to call me, but remember you don't even know half of my story. And NEVER will. You don't know anything about me besides my name and what i look like... So, think before you speak.

-me, Alexis