Shambles McGee. I’m in my twenties. I have a mental illness. I look
like a mess, I sound like a mess, and I feel like a mess. I am the
cause of and solution to most of my problems: a psuedo-intellectual
asshole who cannot focus enough to produce creative works, nor
organize her thoughts quickly enough to form cogent opinions. As such,
I reblog a lot but you wont hear much from me.
