Hello, Im Kourtney. I’m seventeen years young with hazel eyes and disastorous hair. I think being affraid of looking ridiculous is the most ridiculous thing in the world, and that if people quit pretending their lives away there would be a hell of a lot less unhappy people. I live in a place where people work their lives away for money, so that they can live in big empty houses and eat meals where the cuttlery is the greatest noise fighting against the silence. Where people think of how to work off their meal before they’ve even swallowed it. A place where beauty can only be seen in things that flaunt it and abstract becomes another word for ugly or wasteful. Where mistakes are not only frowned upon, but seen as something we should’ve fixed before we saw it coming. It is a verv sad place where dreams are squandered and people are very affraid, affraid of themselves and where all their pretending has left them. But if people didn’t pretend, and screamed out how they felt or cussed out how they felt or gave their true opinions or said what they mean or called out one another on their actions or dreamed just becasue they could or did something just simply becasue they loved it, truly loved it. Then how could that be wrong? How could they be ridiculous? My passion in life is to lead a life I love and break through the traditional stereotypes of what you’re supposed to do with it. I dream to live my life full of mistakes and screw ups and late nights and early mornings and failures and hangovers and laughter and tears and screaming fuck when you stub your toe and burning turkeys at thanksgiving and playing christmas songs in july and owning hairless cats (becasue someone has to) and getting tatoos that maybe we will regret later and falling in love, again and again and again and playing music that no one listens to and crying in movie theaters even though everyones listening and painting a wall three times just to find that perfect colour and taking wrong turns and wearing white when its raining and breaking the rules because who doesn’t want to live like that?