User Profile

i'm honestly not as snobby as i come off. i'm actually a very sweet girl, i'm just misunderstood most of the time. but don't get me wrong, say the wrong thing to me and you'll wish you hadn't. i can be a bitch, and im not afraid to be one either. i speak my mind and that's the way it is. i am extremely forward with people, and do not feel the need to beat around the bush. honesty is the best policy with me. i'll tell you exactly what is on my mind even if i know it will hurt you.

i love love LOVE affection and kissing. PDA is my FAVORITE thing to do. i've truly been in love once and had my heart completely destroyed.. yea.. he's a fucker.. anyywayy.. but yea, i'm big into kissing, hugging, and definitly snuggling in bed. i love sleep overs and talking all night long. and believe me, i can talk all night.

i'm extremely perky, and i LOVE to smile. and giggle. i giggle for no reason most of the time. i come off as an airhead, but i'm soo not. i'm very intelligent and kind of a book worm. but even more of a party girl. and i LOVE LOVE LOVE italian boys.. i have dark dark brown hair, and hazel green eyes.

i'm into anything. i LOVE music, shopping, tanning, concerts, yoga, drinking, dancing.. anything that i can have a good time at.

i like belly laughs. the kind that last for what seems like hours, and only end because if you don’t stop, you’ll pass out. my abs feel a lot tighter afterwards, too. i’m more likely to use my heart than my head. i don’t believe in the saying, “live each day like it’s your last” because i think it’s dumb. if you were to do that, you’d just end up doing and saying a bunch of crazy, irrational things, kind of like when you’re smashed. and i doubt you’re ridiculously happy when you wake up the next day, only to hear that you made out with half of the male population and ran around the neighborhood topless like a crazy person. nope, you wouldn’t be happy. as a matter of fact, i bet you’d be pretty pissed. if it were your last day, you wouldn’t be around to experience the shame, so that's why you'd be able to get away with it. k done with that phrase because it sucks and is misleading. i expect way too much from people and my hair is always a mess. i like a dose of courtney at least every 24 hours, and think that the US should bring back the $2 bill. i thank the person who writes law & order, for s/he has single-handedly made me proficient in basic legal jargon. i hate it when girls are convinced that they're paris hilton (BuT LiEk, NoT RiCH 'n FaMoUs!1!!), or some other socialite slash celebutant. i like dancing until i look like road kill, and i subconsciously wrinkle my nose whenever i notice somebody wearing ugly clothes. mathematics is the devil, and i’m that girl who wears her sunglasses indoors. i wish i had long hair, so i fake it sometimes. i only get shy when i'm horribly nervous, and i still cover my eyes during the scary part of the movie.

i am not here to be your ornament. I want to be heard. I'm not half as serious as i look. i love playgrounds and piggy-back rides. i think BIG, as in GIGANTIC big. MONSTEROUS, really. i love not knowing exactly who i am. i love not being afraid of finding out. i'm hypocritical, and many of the things that come from my mouth will eventually be negated due to the fact that my thought and feelings are constantly changing. my emotions are as capricious as my desires and i have an extremely quirky personality. i'm not conceited or self-involved, it's just that i've found that it's easier making my own worth rather than letting anyone else. i am confident in who i am, and who i am becoming. i am perfectly aware of the fact that i make mistakes, but that just makes my life alittle bit more interesting. i'm an attention hog, and most of the time a drama queen. i love speed, 100MPH+ please. i like fast cars. i love exotic cars. i know what i want to achieve in life. well, to a certain extent, seeing that i've had a life plan since i was 15.

i like story-telling, but im not very good at it, seeing as though i get off subject alot. but even better? being told stories! being wined and dined makes me nervous. sweaty-hands-oh-shit!! nervous. but i'm usually pretty damn good about hiding it. the key to my heart?? cuddling, sweet kisses, and icecream. lots and lots of icecream, and stories of course.

i love coincidences. i love long drives that take you abosolutely no where. and text messages. names are hard for me to remember because i pay more attention to your face. i love chap stick and asymmetrical haircuts, but i hate uneven numbers. boys are confusing. i am confusing. i love people who have confidence in themselves and in what they do. i am goal-oriented. if i put my mind to something, nothing will stop me.. NOTHING. i love music, anything from hardcore to indie to rap. i love going to shows. you can usually find me singing and dancing in the pit or in the very front. i shop a lot. a lot. a lot. i'm a shop-a-holic. to me, shopping is more of a catharsis than a pastime. matching is my religion. i adore my family like crazy. i love to dance. whether it be droppin' it like it's hott, or shakin' it like a salt shaker, im there. i have high expectations for myself and for those who surround me.

i love my friends. you mess with them, and i will mess with your face. no effing lie. which brings me to my next point, i can be somewhat belligerent at times. RAWR! i like singing at the top of my lungs with the music playing annoyingly loud, while driving with the windows down on a gorgeous day. i HATE beer. i am a WHISKEY GIRL. CROWN ROYAL, please and thank you. my idea of the perfect guy? he'll hold my hair back when i'm drunk and gets sick. i love going to parties, but i'm not a true partier in the sense that past 3AM, you'll find me sleeping on the nearest couch.

I love big cities. i'm a city girl in every sense of the word. NYC, LA, MIAMI, and LA VEGAS please. I think jessica simpson and ashlee simpson are fantastic. don't talk shit about them to me. they're my idols and if you don't like it, fuck you.

classiness is not a title that can be given or bought. it is a title you earn. i'm afraid of the dark. and scary movies. i have expen$ive taste. more specifically along the lines of louis vuitton, chanel, christian dior, versace, and dolce' and gabbana. hate me for it, you'll just look stupid. i'm high maintenance, but i don't expect YOU to maintain me. don't question me. i'm independent, but at the same time dependent. i curse like a sailor and my smile consumes half of my face. i burp about 8 times a day and wash my hair about twice a week. if you think it's gross, get over it. understated confidence is just spectacular. so are boys in tight enough jeans and tight enough shirts with a great taste in music. and that cookie cutter look of dark hair and light colored eyes and tattoos and piercings and yea.. you get the picture. but i am more concerned with your personality than some stereotype. and whether or not you have goals and can spell correctly. if you can hold a good conversation, you've won my heart.

i know what i like. i know what i don't like. for the time being that is. it bothers me when people don't stand up for themselves, so then i feel the need to do it for them. close minded people bother me. i collect clothes, shoes, and the like. i get easily annoyed with people who ask stupid questions. avoidance is the biggest heartbreaker. i hate extreme sarcasm and lame high-school drama. almost as much as i hate slattern bitches, a.k.a sluts or promiscuous individuals. if you don't respect yourself or your body, why should i? i have absolutely no problem being a bitch. standing up for myself and what i believe in does not make me a bitch. i don't care if you hate me. no one can wear jealously well. if you read all of this, i love you. a lot. oh and by the way.. i swear im an optimist <333