it’s my life, i’mma do what i do.

I’m Samantha. I’m sixteen years young and I’m aspiring to be an English teacher when I grow up. I’ve always had a thing for reading and writing, I’ve been able to read since before I was in Pre-School.

I have a small family, but somehow we all manage. I’m not an only child, I have two older siblings and two younger siblings. I’m closer to the younger, my older brother has recently left for college in New York and probably won’t be returning… any time soon. My dad and I aren’t really close, my parents divorced before I was even two years old, but lately my dad has been making things up to me, and Dom got me to get close to him again, despite long nights of telling him “No, I hate my dad.” 

I wouldn’t say I’m bisexual, but I do like both genders. I’ve been with both genders. I’ve been in love and I’ve lost love. I’ve sacrificed things in a relationship I should not have and I’m disappointed in myself for the mistakes I made, but it helps me grow stronger every day.

I don’t normally care what people think about me. I know who my friends are, and I know myself better than anyone else. Insults are just things you find insecure about within yourself, so you pick someone else apart for it, someone who doesn’t have those problems. I’m strong enough not to care anymore. You’re gonna go through life and people aren’t going to like you. That simple. You can’t be loved by everyone.