My life in general.

I'm a romantic person, a hopelessly romantic person. I'm also a writer, and I find myself more intrigued by the life and alter egos I've created in my head than myself and the characters I put onto paper. Life just seems so much better when I romanticize it in my brain, and it sounds more poetic. When I try to attempt the same fluidity of speech and stories in my head it just doesn't come out the same way. I guess I should continue this post by explaining more about myself in general though before I further into the woes of my life.

My name is Elle if you hadn't noticed yet, short for Eleanor. I live in California, and I'm in the middle of my teen years. I have quite a few friends who I love to death and quite a few who I don't really like at all. But that explanation is for another time when it’s not 2am, and I don't have a ton of emotional baggage.

Moving on, in the past two years I have learned that I am Bi-sexual, and I like hanging with the guys more than the girls. I have a very obsessive personality, whether it’s with my candy or fictional characters, I am a very tidy person and never let things get out of place.Things that make me crazy, but I still do them.

It's interesting and hard for me in many ways to try and explain to myself what problems I have. But then again, It's probably the same way for many people.

Well, thats all I'm going to cover for right now as my brain is now mush. To bad....