Shell. Long Island, NY. 18. I plan to be a photographer. I speak in Sarcasm. I'm a clean, but dirty hippie. This is simply a collection of what I like. I am far from normal. No, I will not give you my Skype. These are of myself. These are my tweets.
All of a sudden, I have this constricted feeling. I feel like I’m suffocating and I can’t place my finger on its cause.
