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hey. my name's steph. i take full credit for everything stupid or depressing or annoying that i have ever said in this livejournal. it was dumb. i'm dumb. I read through all of it today. it's fucking amazing. made me appreciate my life again, and my friendships, and my fucked up relationships. made me realize how quickly things can change, and that actually made me feel a lot, a lot better. life is always changing, what am i doing sitting here worrying about what's already passed? i will have a million other chances in my lifetime to do it, and next time may just be the one. by the way, i'm not deep. and i'm not confident. i'm fucking 17 years old. i know only as much as i've let myself learn. i haven't dealt with half of the trials in life, and i can't wait to take them on. i have the rest of my life. no more living in the past. if your my friend, or if you like me, or if you stare at me when you think i'm not looking, fucking come up to me. talk to me. kiss me. i'm open about almost everything in my life. if you have a question, just ask. it's totally cool. i like random company. i like late night talks. i like whispering and giggling and acting like a kid. i love kisses. my favorite thing to do with a boy is sit in a car in the middle of the night and talk. just talk. i don't have sex. why? cause i'm fucking weird. my friends make my life worth living, and that's not an overstatement at all. i love everything. skinny-dipping. sex talks. toys. memories. cold beds with warm sheets. i like showering with other people. that doesn't make me strange. i want to be a different person. i want to be special. to be loved. i want to be independent. but i want to find someone to love. i'm hypocritical. i fucking love it. i usually win my arguements, only because i refuse to use any sense of logic. i live a sheltered life. i want piercings. if you don't think you'll be embarassed by the answer, ask me where. call me. whenever. i'm always willing to talk. i've decided that i'm probably going to get divorced one day. that's depressing. i don't want to have kids. i want to adopt. end of story. be my friend. it's totally worth it. tell me you miss me. hug me. give me kisses on the forehead. make me feel like i'm worth something to you, and i'll probably love you forever. i'm not like those other girls. and i know you love it.