MY LINKS DON'T WORK ANYMORE I'M GOING TO DIE.

Good morning starshine, the world says hello.

I'm Camille. Who are you? Wanna be my best friend? Too bad. I already have one. I love photography, writing, reading, and wearing oversized sweatshirts and leggings. Cute, huh?

Interests: reading, writing, singing (badly), music, fire, partying like a rockstar, going to concerts, raaaving, photography, sketching, your mom, stalking my best friend, being artsy, being deep, wearing hats and scarves, my camera, ironically being a hipster, my dog, b0yz, KE$HA4LYF, rapping like Nicki Minaj, potheads, the pirate setting on facebook, dirty words, illegal things.

Things I fucking hate: being stared at, stupid people, annoying teachers, my complicated relationship with angst, people who draw hearts like four year olds, my handwriting, people who edit their eye color in pictures, hypocrites, fake hipsters, toe rings, trashy girls, burning my self with fiyah, HAIR STRAIGHTENERS, my middle school self, the fact that this list is much longer than my interests, douchebags, bitches, the letter Z, ZEBRAS, country music, school, maxi dresses, toenails, your mom, Lady Gaga's meat dress, non-hipsters, YOU.

One day I'll be a photojournalist and you'll be jealous.

Back from the FanFiction dead, y'all. You may now rejoice.

L8r sk8rz.