Hey.
The name's Becca.
I'm sixteen.
Born August 27th.
The babies are my nephew, Gavin and neice, Kaylee ♥♥
I love: Cooking, Reading, Writing, Candles, Sunsets, Photography,
Jewelery, Vintage, Converse, Dresses, The night, Summer, Stars,
The moon,Cute clothes & hair, Shopping, Cotton candy, Blue, Rainbows,
The beach, Tanning, Flavored water, Talking in different accents, Long walks,
Laughing, Talking, Eyes, Singing, Dancing like a maniac,
Piggy-back rides, Movies, Sweetish Fish,
Candy, Roses, Nail polish, Food, Good books,
My family, Friends, & Animals.
I hate: Liars, Exams, Doctors, Getting my feet wet, Counsilors, Bad hair days,
Being tired, Depression, My body, Acne, Homework, Rainy days, Allergies,
Traffic, Milk, Cold showers, and probably some other stuff I can't think of :P
Wanna know more?
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What am I supposed to
do?
You get mad at me for asking for rides but you wont buy me a car,
and you wont take me to get my licence. You are on my case about
me not having a job yet, but you won't take me to get
applications. You are never home, and the 2% of the time you are
home, you complain that I'm always hidden in my room and you
don't get to see me. You won't help me pay for college
but you yell at me to go to the one you want me to go to. You
want to move out of my life and just leave but you want me to
move with you. You yell at me for not getting great grades but
when I ask for your help, you won't give it to me.
What more could you possibly ask from
me?