The name is Collette.
I prefer Colee. Not Cole.. Colee.
My friends call me Caribou and Bipolarkinz.
I will be seventeen on August fifth.
I live in the heart of Upper Michigan.
I am vulnerable.
I cry way too much.
I am never truly happy anymore.
Let's say that's depression..
But I also have my happy moments.
But why does that matter anymore ?
Life screws us all.
&& people tend to judge a book by it's cover.
Yeahh.
Bye.
The name is Collette.
I prefer Colee. Not Cole.. Colee.
My friends call me Caribou and Bipolarkinz.
I will be seventeen on August fifth.
I live in the heart of Upper Michigan.
I am vulnerable.
I cry way too much.
I am never truly happy anym...