i go by scarlett but tbh you can just call me whatever you want. except susan. don't call me susan.
i spend most of my time reading, writing and crying over fictional masterpieces and celebrities.
i hail from a small, rich people town located right next door to chicago, cute i know. i'm not rich tho but a girl can dream.
don't give me evergy drinks or coffee or disney music or pictures of cute boys or talk about psychology if you're looking for a chill time because otherwise you will not have a chill time oops.
soon to be major in criminal justice with a minor in psychology. you can usually hear me singing, laughing or screaming from ten miles away.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!