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Here I go, about to write a bunch of crap that most likely you won’t bother reading because there are more important things on my page to look at...but I’ll do it anyway. Obviously my name is Brooke. I don’t like the name, it’s definitely not all that original and I just hate it. I’m very cynical and sarcastic at times, and I love people who understand me.I play the ukulele, and yes, I will bring it up in everyday conversation. I love my friends with all my heart, I’d give them the world if I could. They make me so happy, I could just punch a baby in the face. I think babies are adorable but I don’t want kids. I’m not a very nice person if you start throwing racist comments out there. I like originality, but no one seems to have that anymore, so fuck it, I’m out of luck. I write a lot, I’m picky with grammar and crap like that, sorry. Everything about me is a maze, a puzzle that you must figure out on your own. I never walk out on people, and even though sometimes I can be a total bitch, I’m really a friendly person. I've got a slight obsession with Luke Worrall, Oliver Sykes, Zack Merrick, and Kyle Burns. I'd love to punch them all in the face just because they're adorable.Everything amazes me, everything makes me laugh. I definitely won’t take things seriously unless I have to. I’m a wild kid, but I’m not out of control. I yell a lot, and I’ll tell you off if I have to. Hell, I’ll do it even if I don't have to.I use big words. I love many, but trust few. I hate my hair, I don’t see why people want it so badly. You can have it. Hell. I want to get out of Virginia and move to the United Kingdom as soon as possible. I want a tattoo and I want my monroe done, even though it might look horrible. A lot of things annoy me. I go to way too many concerts and I’m probably killing my ears but oh well.I love surreal art, and abstract paintings. Soom dolls are beautiful, and so is extreme eyeshadow.You know, this about me doesn’t tell you half the stuff it should, but I don’t care. Proving yourself over the internet is stupid. Start a conversation and maybe you’ll know the real me.