I'm Rachel, age 16, from the Lowcountry, South Carolina. I'm an old soul, or so I've been told. I like books; maybe I hide behind them, but they're more comfortable than an old sweatshirt to me. Bricks buildings are wonderful, and so is coffee, loud music, and cityscapes. I'm trying to go places, learn something new, and be happy.
Everyone’s just looking for reasons to wake up and get out of bed, some do it for nothing but a kiss, perhaps a cup of coffee, others have a harder time; no train to catch, no hand to hold, no reasons at all.