=D Neh! Ich heisse Mishee und ich bin vierzehn Jahre alt. ^^ Ich spiele saxophone, klavier, klarinette, und flote. Mein lieblingsfach is Duestch.
That's german. ^^ I'm taking German so I thought it wouldn't hurt to do a 'lil some like that.
As you can tell. I'm Michelle, or AKA Mishee. :3 I like, dancing when no ones around, singing to myself, writing music, writing stories, reading, playing music, sleeping ( I looooove sleeping. But, not as much as Ronald.), music, ramen, Ronald.
I dislike, people who are rude and snoty, things I'm allergic to and can't eat, but I really love ;-;, Some people that go to my school, Andrew Lewis, Math, World Geography, Pepsi.
I live in the small town of Salem, Virginia. You'll usually spot me in the afternoons stalking over to Ronald's house with a couple of friends, or hanging out at the library outside sitting under than funky tree. =3. I'm fourteen, and I like playing music, a lot. I'm like, almost mentally obsessed. x3 But not as much as I am with Ronald. Ronald, is my b/f, he's been there for me as much as I can possibly remember and he takes good care of me. ^^ I love him. The only other person I really luff ish muh Cocoa. She's an awesome artist and always manages to give me ideas for stories and such, not to mention she helps me edit them and points out all the stupid little mistakes I make. ^^ I do the same with her.
Now, some of you may have been wondering why I put Schwinnaflin as my other nickname? xD I have some dorky little friend named Tracey, I don't know why, but she came up to me one day pointed at me and shouted, "Schwinnaflin!" It's kinda stuck with her, and she'll call me it pretty often.
So, if I were to tell you anymore, I'd be forced to kill joo. =D Without further ado.
I feel like a bitch. I honestly do. I feel every single piece of me screaming out, "Call him you fucking bitch, just do it!" But the other side is saying I shouldn't,just leave it be. What's happeneded has happened, but I can still change it. But why? He is right, he HAS put me through hell. Although, I honestly can't remember a time I was happier. Until lately.
I understand, people go through shit, but don't take it out on me, don't take it out on your sister, don't take it out on yourself. In my own opinion, shut up about it and do it. It's been my theory since I turned 11. I've learned.
So, when he started acted like an asshole, what do I do? I be one right back. Maybe he'll get the message. I don't like it when he sits there and doesn't say a word. And when I ask him what's wrong, he doesn't answer me. It makes me feel like he doesn't enjoy being with me anymore. And I can't stand sitting there beside him and having a fake feeling of happiness, I can't do that.
Not to mention, I feel like he's keeping so much from me. I mean, my god, it's not like I'm going to beat the shit out of you ASAP without hearing you out if you start telling me about a problem.
You know what? If he's going to act like this. Then what's the use of bothering. Although, he's probably the best person I'll ever recieve in my lifetime, he's put me through more shit that my own mother... I don't want that...
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I looooove sleeping. But, not as much as Ronald.), music, ramen, Ronald.
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