About me
about me?i sleep with a stuffed monkey, sing nonstop, and shampoo before i condition. i talk in accents, cemetaries calm me, i think smokers are sexy, and i dont have the patience to grow my own damn hair. i can recite the greek alphabet, and i rattle off hick phrases like no other but i aced my SAT nonetheless. i cant do a cartwheel, ice skating terrifies me, im obsessed with latin, i refuse to touch popsicle sticks, and i brake for birds. i dont listen to anyone, i curse like a sailor, i work 3 jobs, i get stressed and nervous and freaked out about the stupidest things, and i cant deal with myself about a fourth of the time, but thats me, and even on my weakest days, i get a little bit stronger. i party hard and respect myself more than anything. this is where i post my shit without censoring myself and it feels pretty fucking good. stalk away, maggie may. here's to being single, seeing double, and sleeping triple. happiness is key. <3
oh and my names abbey. hallow.
