People expect the unexpected from everyone. They expect the impossible, and they expect to be expected not to do anything in return. People expect things that should otherwise just be let go of. Because if you expect them to happen, they don't.

My name is Reanne Quinn. I was named Stephanie at birth though. Call me whatever you want. I'm not old, but I'm not young.

People expect too much from me. The amount of expectations pushed onto me is nervewracking. Yes, in my eyes, people just balantly suck.

I'm a lesbian, and I'm an advocate for gay rights and all that. A silent advocate, as my friend puts it. Since I'm not quite old enough to rally and picket and whatnot. Yeah, I'll die putting up a fight against homophobia and such things.