Female

21

I guess I will start by saying that I am probably one of the shyest people you will ever meet. Its ironic though because I love meeting new people. I am frustrated when people misinterpret my shyness for unfriendliness.

Friends and family have always been number one to me. The people in my life make all the tough times worth it, and all the good times ones to remember.

I was never one to care much for the mainstream, it bores me. I am more intrigued by the freaks and weirdoes that walk this planet earth, lol. I am drawn to people with creative minds that think outside the box and don't follow what others tell them is cool. I am fueled by the energy of individuals.

I am constantly changing, constantly evolving, and constantly working towards something new and better. I have experienced dramatic change and grown up so much over the last couple of years or so since I have been on my own it is unbelievable. I am not your typical 21 year old. My life has been one hell of a journey filled with crazy days, sleepless nights, and wild adventures. With all the reckless mishaps and close encounters, I am thankful to have made it this far.

I have finally achieved what I so desperately wanted for all these years and that is my independence and the freedom to express myself however I want. What you see is what you get. I am a very stubborn girl with an extremely free spirit. Take it or leave it. I am reluctant to change myself for anything or anyone, so quit trying! I refuse to hide myself behind a superficial plastic mask or play dress up in a phony costume in order to fulfill some meaningless requirements of someone else's idealistic image of how you and they think I should be.


My fantasy world is a sparkly daydream fabricated inside the cold hollow walls of a dimly lit cave where demons lay sleeping, crafted within the tender soft pink tissues of a fragile young mind belonging to a beautiful little girl who forgot how to smile... Broken...
The lonely trails that led you here are cold, abandoned, and haunted. The sun never shines here and your shallow breath escapes your pursed lips in thick clouds of steamy hot smoke. The sides of the windy narrow paths are sprinkled in blood and littered with the remaining fragments of countless broken skulls. Shattered pieces of false hope, broken promises, and forgotten memories lay scattered alongside this desolate road.

Once an intricate spiderweb of precious lucid dreams, this enchanted fairytale has now become entangled in the razor sharp teeth of a blood curdling nightmare. Underneath the filth lies mutilated layers of broken skin, sewn together with the delicate stitches of see through delusions.

She cowers beneath a hard shell of decaying corpses and broken bone. Withering weak wrists tremble and extend towards the sky. Thin brittle fingertips beckon, forever scratching the tarnished dull surface of a decrepit rusty cage. She hides her little body tucked away behind cobwebs in the dusty corners.

The soft padded walls of my impeccable daydream are plastered in pink feathers and a million shiney disco balls hang down in rows from the ceiling. Sexy naked girls all dolled up in red lipstick with little black spiders crawling in their hair dance around the empty rooms so graciously.. fragile girly figures holding crippled skeletons in their arms. Silky satin stars cascade in streams like waterfalls down from their moonlit bodies.

When it rains, it pours, and only when you tell them to, do they allow buckets of glitter to pour from the sky. You can hardly see your own reflection in the little pieces of broken glass you found on the filthy floors of haunted hallways, but you can always hear the tormented voices cry, begging you to follow.

An illusionary fairyland filled with sunshine and glitter. Candy coated kisses, poisonous death wishes, and black satin bedsheets crawling in lies. """"Work in progress"""