Kylie.

There isn't anything in my life that I complete understand, but that's fine because I have the best friends any girl could ask for. I am sixteen years young and a Sophmore in High School. You most likely won't accept/understand me. I'm a lesbian, and no, I am not confused and no, I don't really care about your beliefs. I have an amazing girlfriend called Whitney. I contradict myself more then the average person. I am quiet, yet outspoken. I care about my looks and clothes, they define me. I spend more time in the bathroom then the average girl. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I tend to cry easily.

Whitney's FanFiction.