For all those who believed in me, When I was the one who lost faith, For those who came running to the rescue, When the rest of the world seemed to walk out For those who stayed, loved, and cared, But most importantly, For those who didn't mind doing so Hey, Sandy here! My friend led me to this sight and I absolutely couldn't be more obcessed with it! Anyways.... I blow my candles out on November 8th, I live in Westbrook, Maine and have since I was about 2. It is amazing here and I absolutely wouldn't want to live anywhere else. I have one brother and a step sister. Meaning that my birth parents are divorced. Shoutout to Maeve(the girl next to me in my picture), Maddie, and Sydney. You guys are the best of the best of friends any girl (or guy) could ever have. Writing is my life. There comes a time when your so lost in your own world that you refuse to go back to reailty. When you find something that you love, it feels that everything around has just stopped in its tracks, even the solar system ceases to move. It makes you feel like a that gut wrentching feeling in your stomach is really the flutter of a milliion butterflies. Makes your heart pump, mind race, and knees week. And it makes me pity the ones who have never gotten this feeling, since it truly is the best emotion you could ever have. . .
It started as a way to
But it's gotten worse It's an addiction
A never ending cycle Of skipping meals, constantly working out
And no matter how much weight I lose, It's never enough