Hey, man. I sincerely apologize if you're about to waste the next few moments of your life to read this halfass about me. But chances are, if you're taking the time to do so you don't have much else on your plate and you're pretty fucking bored.
So I'm really not sorry at all.
I'm of legal age. Take a guess. Not for alcohol. Do I look that old to you?
I'm in college right now. And it's pretty much amazing.
I've got my life where I want it right now.
I'm a super happy person pretty much all the time. I have my moments like anyone else. I hate to rant or judge or whatever you want to call it, but fuck you self proclaimed "emo" folks. I got tired of that about fifteen minutes into it and that shit was going down when I was 13. Man up and stop with the pity parties. Jeez.
I have a rather odd personality. I can be a bitch if you make a wrong move. But, honestly? I'm a sweetheart. I'm super polite. I'm a complete pushover. I can never say no. I aim to please, even though I seem to fail quite often.
I pretty much act like a guy most of the time, and everyone I hang out with will confirm that statement.
Though I do try to act more chick like in front of cute guys(;
I would honestly consider it being more chill than most girls. But you can say what you wish. I don't normally give a fuck for people's opinions.
Well. This thing is getting pretty long and really hasn't told you anything...
I'm hardcore in love with Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior. I worship in my own way and that's my business.
I don't plan to shove my religion down your throat and I really don't care to discuss your religion cause that's your thing. But if you openly bash my God on your page, I won't talk to you.
I was raised my entire life in the south.
I have a very rich, Southern culture.
I have an awful, hick accent.
I have a schoolgirl giggle, I shit you not.
I have strong morals and deep roots.
I don't hunt. I don't fish. I don't watch NASCAR. And I don't have sex with my family members. Yeah, I guess you could say I'm pretty special.
I don't give a big hot fuck about your sexual wants. I don't wannna see that flap of skin you call a penis.
Just keep that shit away from me.
I guess that's about it.
Come at me, broseiden.
Bearded Men; they're fucking sexy.
Body Modifications; I have my Monroe (left lip) My Septum and Clavicle Dermals.
Tattoos; I have one, how fucking cool am I? Ha.
Lemonade; preferably homemade. Carnivals have the best.
Hash Browns; Jack's makes the best. Small and crunchy.
Roller Coasters; the scary ones are my favorite. I want them to make me piss myself.
Scalding Hot Bubble Baths; I could live in them for days.
Cheesy Pick-Up Lines; they're the cutest, they make me smile.
Guss; the most wonderful cat in the whole wide world. I've had him since I was a little girl. RIP
*Internet Actions*; -I don't want your hugs and kisses-
Chocolate; I hate dark chocolate. Light chocolate is tolerable in Milky Ways and Snickers. White chocolate is amazing.
Whiney Bitches; I cannot stand to hear the voice of a whining cunt. Stfu.