I'm Clare, fifteen, born in Chicago, living elsewhere. I'm hopelessly in love with this boy but it's so complicated and We're Not Getting Anywhere. I ramble on about unimportant things and go off topic often, my thoughts are so disorganized. Sometimes my emotions take control sometimes, and all common sense floods away from my mind. I'm a perfectionist, and I dislike my body, and I'm so far from perfect, but I love living and I love life, through all the downs and ups. my mood changes often and people get annoyed at me often, but the ones who don't become my best friends, and I'd do anything for them.
[waiting for my hogwarts letter, but i think my owl must have gotten a delay]