my name is sara, and i'm sixteen.
i've been a member of ficpress since '03, and i've had several accounts.
it's generally accepted that i will be perpetually attracted to assholes. many say i'm naive, love-obsessed, and an eternal optimist when it comes to love. i say guilty as charged. crushslut, i may be, but when i get serious about someone, i'm single-minded to the point of recklessness.
i have a large tendency to refer to myself in the third person. and i don't care what you think.
i write. a lot. most of it turns out awful. and i'm infamous for wordy pieces and infrequent updates.
going on swings and listening to my ipod is the most incredible thing in the world.
after years of people thinking i was cute, i've finally become pretty. however, i enjoy dressing like i'm seven.
i daydream. all the time. which can be a problem, when i start confusing daydreams with reality.
and we're simply two for the road, always together and never apart.
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