My name is Emma. Simply, purely, merely Emma. My life holds no exciting adventures or risky stories. But I think it can be other people.
I like to talk like in my own Emma-way. Which can sometimes be thought of as sailor-talk, teenage-slang, potty-mouth, or as said by Shakespeare himself, poetic. And sometimes I can be deep. Yeah, that's right. Deep.
I'm strange, blunt, outspoken, honest, naive, and sometimes plain stupid. But I like to document it...for some reason.