There's a sadness in the air on
the train to Tennessee, and I know there's no angel watching over me. I am a 16 year old sophomore in a sleepy town on the southern side of New Jersey. I don't have many talents, so I attempt to maintain a fair GPA and go to a lot of shows. I've been raised as a Catholic; you probably wouldn't have been able to guess that judging by the content of this blog. For the most part, I'm just like you. I put the safety of my hair before that of my own and pretend to text in awkward situations. My brethen, I too have a shady past that includes the first three Good Charlotte albums. I subject to passing fancies and trends, but Pokemon Fire Red, glitter, and Betsey Johnson purses are timeless. I pretty much breathe tea. I have an empty wallet and expensive taste. Sometimes I don't know what I am.
Hello, my name is Allyson & these are my thoughts.

Lol yeah bitch, myspaceeee.
My dramatic arts teacher thinks the past-tense of "tweet" is twat.
Something I may never take seriously is Flickr. Maybe that's why my name on there is sn00ki.

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