I love her. I hate her. She infuriates me. I can’t live without her. I miss her. I don’t miss her contraversy.
She is controversial… I don’t care if they hate her they can suck it up. I think she is amazing, flaws and all because that is what makes a person human. She has hurt me. I have pushed her away. That just means that we are human, we can hurt. That also means that I’m both a bigger person than they are and that I am incredibly stubborn and occassionally stupid.

The main picture is my friends (mentioned above), the rest is my own textures and jazz… mostly.