Trufax.

One of the most annoying questions anyone could ever possibly ask me, is.. "Who are you?" Not like in the sense where the simple and most common reply would be just to say my name. But in the sense of, who am I as a person, what are my hobbies, and goals in life, my greatest fears and pet peeves; every single thing that could define me as a human being. Not just that, but a unique person. I hate it because I honestly have no idea. The idea of finding out actually kind of scares me. But here are a few things to start off with.

• I'm 23 years old.
• My dad named me after a movie; "Savannah Smiles" 
• My first word was "Momma."
• I'm not short, I'm funsized - 5'4.
• I have an older sister; she and I never got along as children, but she's honestly one of my best friends today; I'm extremely protective of her. She and I made a pinky promise in 2002, when I was 11, that we'd always be there for each other, and we would not suffer through our problems alone. 
• I was raised as Christian, and would go to Church pretty regularly, but changed my views when I was around 16. Now, I don't know exactly what to call myself, but I am pretty against religion in general. 
• I am shy, and extremely quiet. No one really knew what my voice sounded like when I was in school.
• I was bullied, badly, in school. I was constantly called fat, etc. 
• I was nearly arrested when I was 10 years old, because of an incident in school, at which time, I joked to my best friend that I was going to kill her for giving my phone number out. She got me in trouble for that, by stating that me, a ten year old girl that had never been in a fight or anything, would actually kill her... I wasn't arrested, but I did have to speak to police, write an affidavit, then go to court, and was on probation. Even the judge said that it was nonsense that I had to go through all of that.
• My last day of school, was my last (October of 2003) because I suffered a minor breakdown in the middle of class, after several guys had been bullying me. The principal said it was best for my mental health if I finished school at home and sought help with a shrink.
• My first pets were two cats, Midnight and Thomas.
• I had a pet chicken at age four/five, that would follow me around and I named her Goldilocks. :/
• My first love was this guy Michael... who in turn killed my self esteem, and told me that he couldn't be with me because I wasn't good enough, and because I smoked, because I was blonde, and because I had made a joke about wanting a baby (my cousin was pregnant at the time).
• I had an obsession with Sailor Moon, and my cousin Becky and I had our aunt actually make costumes for us. I was Sailor Mars. >.> Mhm.
• I fell when I was 2 years old, and my grandmother ended up having to actually get two rocks out of my forehead; still have the scars, up close.
• I'm really weird about food. I don't like eating. (no, I'm not anorexic)
• My favorite colors are Purple and Red.
• Though I don't like eating, there's always room for pickles. >.<
• I am very against fast food. It's disgusting in every sense.
• I am a huge supporter of human rights.
• I have a bucket list with around a hundred things on it, and I highly intend to do each and every one of them. :)
• I have high blood pressure, and low iron. 
• I'm manic depressive. I was diagnosed at 13.
• I accidentally cut my arm in May of 2002 - my mother had just gotten finished trying to tell my sister and I that our dad was a bad man and that we should go with her if/when she left, so I was upset and ran outside, and ran until I scraped my arm against a rusty nail. After that I thought I felt better: I became a cutter, at age 11.
• I nearly hit an artery in my thigh in 2009, after cutting myself. Needed stitches.
• I overdosed twice on pills.
• I don't sleep well, like ever.
• I'm very maternal.
• I wrote my first poem in November of 2002, as a joke speech for a story I was working on; my parents found it and thought it was good.