I’m Isabelle. My birthday’s February 22, 1997. If you want my age do the math. I live in New Hampshire and am forever alone. I do not follow back, but I’ll check out your blog if you want. I like this music, and I came up with my url while listening to this song. Here is my Twitter, and if you ask I’ll follow you back. I don’t get a lot of messages, so I’d love to get one from you.
I hate talking about myself, but if really want to know then read on I guess.
I’m shy and get attached really easily, and I’m not one of those people that says that just because everyone else does. Once you’re my friend though I can be pretty loud and silly. When I am older I want to go to college for sound recording technology, recording arts, music production or something along those lines. I can’t stand sluts or attention whores, and anyone else who is fucking full of themselves, which is about 80% of my class; needless to say I don’t have many friends. But I like it that way. I’m not a very complicated person, and if you talk to me you will realize that I am pretty much an open book.
And for everyone that asks what race I am, I’m Puerto Rican from my mom’s side and Polish from my dad’s side.
me gusta: rollercoasters. popcorn. thunder. lightning. tattoos. cats. taco bell. Hayao Miyazaki films. wristbands. sexy boys. the ocean. stars. planets. sour patch kids. kingdom hearts. hot chocolate. Chase Coy. the woods. electric blankets. cinnamon bread. hats. youtube. pokemon. vitamin water. death note. good grammar. music. watching movies. Jersey Shore. pizza. spiderman. people who can keep up a conversation. reeses peanut butter cups. vans. subway.