Hey I'm hungover, I mean Olivia.I was born January 5th, 1995. I love Dead and Divine, The New York Yankees, and making art, whatever it may be.I've done a lot of living and survived it all. Some people admire me, and some people “hate” me,but I try not to let anyone bring me down,I have a mind of my own, opinions,and feelings.I hurt, I cry, I laugh, just like everyone else. I'm human,I make mistakes. I’m not perfect,and I don't think I am, but my flaws are what make me unique. I've always stood out from the crowd,and I'm someone you won't forget.Don't confuse my confidence with arrogance. In no way am I a stuck-up bitch who walks all over people and tries to bring others down.You can’t possibly define me or associate me to just one category.I may not be the most book smart person around, but I understand people and their actions which makes life a little less stressful for me to deal with. I'm a thinker and an over-analyzer but I'm not jaded.I keep my head up,and my feet forward, and I walk down my own path.you don't have to like me,but all I ask is that you don't judge me until you've gotten to know me yourself. I'm not as bad as the rumors would have you believe.