I am 18 years old. I have no idea who I am or what I want to do. I am terribly lonely, and want nothing but a boyfriend to make me happy. I have plenty of guys who want me, I just don’t want them. There is only one person I want. If you could put everything I love about men inside one guy, he would be it it. So as of now, I’m trying to find someone new to help the sting of lonliness.

I dropped out of college, and have no plan on going back. I hated school, always did and always will, and I have the option of never having to go again. Why wouldn’t I choose it? Immature decision you think? I honestly don’t care. I was miserable in school. I am finally out. I’m going to bartending school and getting my license. I’ll bartend for awhile, and see where that takes me. I hate the job I have now, it’s time for a switch.

I work in retail, at Forever 21. Love the people I work with, hate the company and job itself. It’s ridiculous and the head managers take the store/job way to seriously. They treat it like its some top high fashion store like Luis V or some shit. We sell 3 dollar tank tops. We aren’t that classy. They have the mindset of “work comes before anything.” Newsflash: It doesnt. There is so much more important shit than folding your stupid shirts the “right” way.

I don’t do anything cool. I don’t play an instrument, I don’t play sports, I don’t sing or dance. I’m not smart. I don’t do anything badass like motocross or dirt bike riding. I’m completley talentless. So when you have nothing to offer you have looks left, right? Wrong. I hate everything about my body and mind. I get annoyed at how impulsive and indecisive and sensitive my mind is, and because of all that it makes me hate the way I look physically. If you think the outside of me is sad, you wouldn’t be able to even handle the inside.

I have sex alot. I masterbate to fall asleep. I have a weird obbsession with Sons of Anarchy. My nails are never done and my hair is always greasy. I love Dallas Green. My bedroom is in a basement with tile floor, and I fall all the time. I like incense. I wish I owned more jewlery and clothes. I wish I had more tattoos. I wish I had more money. I like anything thats purple, ice cream, anything involving Finland, Jack Daniels, and Cake UV.
my heart isn’t broken, its destroyed. To conclude, I am a complete miserable bitch 95% of the time. You really want to get to know me, you have to work to break down that wall.