I’m the sweetest bitch you’ll ever meet, but I’ll fuck you over in a heartbeat. I like testing people, I like to see how far they’d be willing to go to fight for me.  I test friendships and I always hate the end result. I’m naïve and gullable. I’ll fall for everything and anything. I’ll do anything for another person but I get jealous of their achievements. I’m a jealous person who gets jealous over the pettiest things. I’m eighteen going on fourteen. I’m immature and selfish. I never answer my phone, partly because it’s an effort to make conversation with people I slyly despise. The smell of petrol excites me. I reckon I need about 14 hours of sleep for me to actually feel, alive. I worry about my future, I have dreams and aspirations but I don’t think I’ll ever make it. I’m always laughing. I go into these laughing fits where I can’t breathe. I get bored easily. I cut and dye my hair all the time. I’m addicted to Diet coke. I say ‘yeah’ in a high pitched excited voice.  I can’t eat chicken on the bone or mash potatoes, it makes me cry.  I tell too many pointless stories. I tell too many people my business then wonder why everyone knows my whole life story.  I always end up apologizing first. I hate seeing people upset. If I had a chance to start over, I would do it all differently.  I like the numbness that comes with being stressed and exhausted. I hate realising I’m wrong. I’m probably the most unorganised person you will ever meet. I’m Keira and I’m honestly a nice person. Talk to me :)