I don’t know you, and you don’t know me. I decided I should probably let out all of the crazy things that bounce around in my head, and tell someone who has absolutely no idea who I am. I wish I could tell you that I have this amazing eventful life, but the truth is I don’t. I am a twenty two year old girl still trying to find out who I am and what I want to do with my life. My boyfriend & I have been together for over two years now, I guess you can say that he is the first thing I feel absolutely sure of in my entire life. We have somewhat of an odd dynamic, which you will figure out later. We live together in an apartment that we can barely afford. I guess you could say I am somewhat of an artist. I draw, I paint, I cut, I paste. Everything I do has to be visually appealing to me. My insecurities could eat me alive. I like to consider myself an intelligent individual. I write better than I speak. My family is really fucked up, but is there any family that isn’t these days? A part of me will hate my mom forever for what she put me through. My dad is never around. Maybe that’s why I craved so much male attention, and sometimes still do. I'm a very sexual person. I would rather stay at home then go out and party. I'm a dreamer. Girly as fuck. People, Places, and things inspire me. Creativity flows through my veins. Anything pink or sparkly please. 11:11. feathers. vampires.cats. hits from the bong. extremely superstitious. I want to know everything. I don't know what I would do without the internet. I am no barbie doll, sorry. lose everything, and forget the important things. I'm hardly ever on time. I have a dirty mind. I'm always lost in my own head. I like to do my own thing. When I love, I love hard. I want a life I can't afford. Livin young and fast,. Lucky libra. "Just a fucked up girl looking for my own piece of mind". Listen to "paradise" by cold play and "beautiful mess" and you will understand me a little better.


I'll write more when I feel like it.