Becca. Theatre. Acting. Spoken Word. Those are some ambiguous words to try to sum up of the jumbled up mess that I am. I don't call myself a poet because poetry scares me. I'm just a performer. This website is just another performance, a peephole into the incoherent jumble of thoughts in my mind that don't make any sense. I'm not a very reliable tumblr to follow. If you're looking for consistency, you may search elsewhere. I blog...whatever I like. Poetry, Glee, "hipster" girls with nice dresses on, depressing things, sometimes I rant about how I hate my parents, and my school, and the education system, and how I can't get a boyfriend, and when I do they treat me like shit, and then I write poems about it, that I perform in front of people who pretend to be listening but are actually just waiting their turn to perform. Where was I going with this? Oh yeah. I reblog a lot. So that's consistent. I'm pretty funny. I mean, I laugh at my own jokes all the time. You can take that as it is presented to you. I love Frida Kahlo, because she's beautiful, and wonderful, and talented, and inspirational, and I love Joan Jett because she is beautiful and wonderful and talented and inspirational. I believe I am a product of them because I am not very good looking, and annoying, and talent less, but I hope to one day inspire the masses. They always say beautiful people give birth to ugly children. What was I talking about? *scrolls up* Oh yeah, reasons why you shouldn't follow me.
Hi, my name is Becca, and I am a Control Freak.