I'm 21. I have a lot of books, a caustic sense of humor, no filter between my brain and mouth, questionable taste in men, mild insomnia, slight dyslexia with numbers, many unflattering but mostly truthful nicknames, a mouth like a sailor, and a distinct lack of give-a-damn. I'm complicated, paradoxical, picky, sarcastic, easily annoyed, loud, bitchy, and an all-around acquired taste. Asking won't get you much of anywhere, but if you want to know more about me, take a look at some of the shit that ends up on my page.
But I don’t expect you to stay chained by the ankle, there’s so much world to see so, fly free my angel. I’m dying without you, but it’s teaching me to live. Heaven ain’t something someone else can give.
"Treat you better than me cause that’s the heavenly key to unlock the inner strength where my essence will be. It’s the knowledge of self, understanding of the things around me that becomes the wisdom that I need, living this life to the best of my ability; channeling energy to my thoughts until you see my dream."