We need to talk (Revamped)

INTRO: My name is Mack. (Warning: it's boring, so just wait for chapter 2 for the real stuff to start if you don't wanna read)

I GUESS this story could be like some online diary that I'm sharing to the world via the Internet. Okay, so it's not a very good system because I'm literally breaking all the rules with my "diary" but I couldn't care less. I'm doing a little into to who I am. :) Enjoy.

Okay, as you read in the description, if you even bothered to read, you would know that I'm a 13 year old girl. I'm going to list some of my known traits, and if you decide you don't want to deal with how I am after reading, please exit via the little x found on your tabs or the top right hand corner. You can even leave by simply clicking the back arrow. Okay, I'm done giving you a lesson on your computer. Let's do it.
My nickname is Mack or Kenzie, so you can call me those or you can even use harsher names if you prefer. I'm open to anything. I'm 13, and I am a firm believer that one's opinions should be voiced, and that all opinions shall be taken into consideration. I am also a believer that if someone says something that you don't agree with, you have every right to disagree and debate with them your opinions.
I've been called selfish by my parents before, and I'm a little hot-headed. They say it has something to do with my red hair. :( But my hair isn't bright orange or even a pretty deep red. It's brown and slightly red with blonde baby hairs and natural blonde highlights. So people need to quit calling me carrot top and ginger lion. D:
I'm also afraid of confronting my emotions but I try to do it anyways. I have minor anxiety, which I have not been diagnosed with; I'm going solely based off of my experiences so please feel free to ask me for advice if you feel but I can't give you any medical advice and you shouldn't base decisions off of my advice. Okay, anyways, I am the kind of girl who will do anything for her friends and family. I get VERY angry when someone hurts the people I love.
I'm not very successful with relationship type things, but I've had 2 boyfriends I consider actual relationships. I consider it to be real when I have dated them for at least 3 months, but it doesn't mean that I think I love him.
I identify as a straight female. I was born female and I am straight, but I have no negative things to say to the LGBT community because I believe love is love. If you're LGBT, that's awesome because I love you no matter what. I feel the being LGBT shouldn't be a big deal, it should just be as natural as being straight.
I love to read and write, but my stories typically suck and I never really finish them. The only stories I have finished that I'm proud of is (self promo alert) Dear Alison and Dear Love. It's a series of short stories, and I might consider writing the last book, Dear Life, if you guys want me to. I like reading fiction books, and nothing but fiction books. Nonfiction books, I feel, are a waste of time and painfully boring, no matter how they write it. I don't care about the facts, I want some kind of made up action and romance and crap.
Speaking of romance, my estrogen seems to make me literally obsessed with romance books. Some of my top picks are Twilight, the Selection series, and even the Tiger's Curse series.
I'm obnoxious and I stand by my opinions. I guess that's why people call me stubborn. I could also literally sit and argue with a brick wall. I think I just like to pick fights.
I don't really like animals. I know it sounds bad, but it's true. I like some animals, but only mine and I don't even like most of my pets (I have 2 cats and 1 dog) I loved my grandma's dog, Bubbles, but he passed away sadly. :( I loved my amazing beagle Daisy but she was hit by a truck. (A chicken truck if you want to be more specific) I love my cat that I have now, his name is Kitty and he's very fat and orange. I don't like my other cat, Mika, because she is mean and eats food off the counter and cut my chest open even after we cut her nails. I don't like my dog Bella because she smells, no matter how many times we bathe her and she pukes a lot.
I'm the kind of person who rants A LOT. You guys probably know that already. I have a rant coming very soon that angers me just thinking about it.

Did you really make it this far? Wow, congrats! I bored myself just writing this, so if you did make it, I love you! I love the people who didn't make it or didn't even read this chapter because they saw the title. I love everyone. Okay, Mack, stop getting all weird and sappy, you might cry.
xx Mack