The name's Crystal.
I won't like you until you give me a reason to.
& you can pretty much cancel out me trusting you.
Unlike a majority of other people, I will NOT smile in your face and talk shit behind your back. That's just pathetic.
I won't judge you before getting to know you.
I'm hoping to attend college next year, but with everything that's happened to me, I'm not sure if that's going to happen.
Music and literature are my escape from reality. Everyone needs to get away every once in a while.
I'm extremely opinionated and blunt.
I will not sugarcoat anything.
Some people think I'm a bitch, but I'm really not. I just refuse to put up with anyones b.s.
I'm rather easily amused.
I tend to ramble on about nothing.



I'll think of more to put later.

.Piercings.
.Tattoos.
.Random hugs.
.Kisses.
.Hoodies.
.Eyeliner.
.Neon colors.
.Music.
.Laffy taffy.
.Books.
.Nature.
.Cuddling.
.Laughter.
.Randomness.
.Honesty.
.Spring.
.Autumn.
.Photography.
.Monkeys.
.Hair Dye.
.Fishnets.

.Liars.
.Cheaters.
.Heartbreakers.
.Bad smells.
.Excess body hair.
.Boredom.
.Most girls.
.Sweat.
.Thunderstorms.
.Silence.
.Haters.
.Dirty clothes.