I'm just a girl, interrupted.

So I watched that movie tonight.
And I forgot how fucking amazing it was!

So I ordered the book.

She said she was going to be a writer and people scoffed.
But she did it.

I like that.

My uncle told me that no one can live off of dreams.
I smiled.
Nodded my head.
And thought to myself...

"Well I will prove you wrong."

It won't be easy.
Especially in this capitalist society.
But I don't care.

This life is too short to worry about material objects.
At the end of the day you don't remember what name brand somebody was wearing (unless you're a fembot).
You remember the people and emotions.

Well at least I do.

I think I am going to be a huge disappointment to my parents.
In their eyes at least.

Because I plan to actually live.