Alissa. Fifteen. WLC Freshman. America. Michigan. Scared of growing up. Loving. Loud. A lot of people don't like me. A lot of people do. I'm a teenage girl, i make mistakes. I sing. Party. Fun. Even my closest friends don't really "know" me. Being in love with someone who you can't be with hurts. I get extremely upset. I get overly happy. I make jokes, then regret them later. I'm ticklish. I pms. but that's just me. I look at every blog who follows me. so, click the follow button over there. ill give you a cookie if you do,