I Keep on Talking Trash, but I Never Say Anything

So I suppose I should introduce myself. My name’s Rae, I’m twenty-one, I write, I have the imagination of a six year old on Redbull, I hate chick flicks because there aren't enough explosions or dragons to keep me interested. I’m from So Cal so I say dude far too often. I love sci-fi movies and TV shows, but I’m terrified of aliens. I believe that if the world ends it will be because of a zombie apocalypse, and I am fairly certain my friends and I would survive. I learned all of my survival skills from the six seasons of LOST that I obsessed over. I read more often than necessary. I’m a hopeless romantic. I believe in fate and true love, and that sometimes a person’s fate is to never find true love. I can relate almost every situation in my life to music and I believe that music is a part of the soul. It touches people in ways that no living person truly can. And last but not least, I believe that everyone in the world should have a right to freedom: Freedom to love, hate, fight, appease, marry, divorce, hold a grudge or move on. So, that’s me in a nutshell, I guess.