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Where I write about all my thoughts & daily life

✮Basic info✮

✮ jazz

✮17 ࣪𖤐

✮alt girlie

✮she/her

✮bi

✮ hispanic / white

✮ other blogs: @folklorewh0re

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✮Singers: Taylor swift, Lana del Rey, Olivia Rodrigo,TV Girl,

✮Fast food: Taco bell, canes

✮Games: Roblox, FNAF

✮Books: The summer I turned pretty (trust me the books are so much better)

✮Color: Pink, hot pink & black

✮Place: The beach

✮Characters: Hello kitty, pusheen, my melody, draculaura

✮Other things I love: Late night drives by the beach, thrifting, shopping

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༺♰Other Stuff♰༻

✮I HATE school

✮Ice, trump, etc... supporters are not welcome on this blog

✮If ur a creep literally gtfo I'll end up blocking you anyway lmfao

✮I have draculauras hair

✮Dancer

✮I follow back

so i’ve been dancing the past idk how many yrs but the past few at a different studio where i made a rly close friend (we went to the same school and got close in dance class that year) which led to another close friend, so close that these two were literally on my quince court. recently they’ve gone off and befriended the girls who shit talk others and overall treat others in a bitchy manner if ur not in their little “clique”, despite all the shit both of them talked towards this group, they’ve grown super close with them.

it’s gotten to a point where i went from one of the most bubbly and somewhat talkative people in my dance classes to literally barely speaking a few sentences throughout the hours im there. i don’t really get acknowledged by them, and i just get the vibes that they don’t like me, and im pretty certain i heard my (ex?) bsf shit talking me to ppl around me the other day. it’s gotten to a point where i have on and off phases of literally js crying or trying not to cry because i feel so hated and tired throughout the classes, and as much as it may seem i dislike dance i really truly love dance and i don’t know what i would do without it.