I'm Gianna & I'm seventeen. I run Visual Uproar. I basically wear what I like. Even if that means something funky or unordinary. Really anything I feel lovely in, even if it's ridiculous. I strive to give some sort of fashion inspiration. This isn't some trend-finding blog, this is real fashion for real girls. Not what some luxurious magazine or show tells us what's in or out. We can still be fashionable on a day to day basis, & that's what I believe in. This is an outlet of anything I love to wear. I am quite scatterbrained; sorry in advance. Hipster? Some people think I am. So, maybe I am. Maybe.
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So, I’m just sitting here downloading music.
& outta nowhere the smell wafted through the air that smelled like my boyfriend’s dick.
& I’m just like LOL WUT?
Facebook is like jail. You sit around & waste time, write on walls, & get poked by people you don’t know.
Shirts get dirty. Underwear get dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty. You can wear pants forever.
