A girl in my pottery class told me today she liked my lipstick.
I wasn’t wearing lipstick.
:’)
Then all at once it gets hard to take
It gets hard to fake what I won’t be
Cause one of these days I’ll be born and raised
And it’s such a waste to grow up lonely
So ride on up, take your place
And show your face to the morning
Cause one of these days you’ll be born and raised
And it takes you on without warning
Hi, I'm Lily. I'm currently 18 years young, and hail from CT. I was born on February 5th. I'm eclectic, and I don't really make sense all the time, but I'm okay with that. I trust too many people I've learned, yet haven't made an effort to change that. I'm a swimmer, a buble-aholic, a reader, an english junkie, a gleek, a musical geek, a wizard, an animal lover, and really just an easy going person. I stress about the little things, which I'm working on, but hey, what can you do? I have no idea where I want to go with my life, besides the fact that I want to go to college and do something with English/Humanities. I love my family and friends, and am on the journey to figuring out my life. Let's see where it takes me.








