At the moment I only have my ears pierced and my nose pierced. I'll eventually get my belly button pierced. And possibly some snake bites. And some day.. I'll be getting myself some kind of corset piercing =]. I don't have any tattoos at the moment. But I want a tattoo on my shoulder blade that says R.I.P. Dad inside of a rope shaped as a heart. And once I've been with my boyfriend for about 5 more years or more, I'll be getting a tattoo that says Andrew on my lower back, with a halo over the A, a wing on each side of his name. And to end everything about my physical appearance, I'm gonna let you know that I have a very low self esteem. I'm a virgo, we tend to be perfectionists, and I won't be happy until I can look in the mirror and see perfect.

Ok so people seem to hate whenever I talk about my life. Like, they seem to think it's wrnog for me to share my life with thousands of people on the internet. But why is that so wrong? I'm about to tell you a few things about what my life was once like and what it is like. If you care enough to read my about me, which is quite long, then you're obviously curious. So why the hell bitch at me? I'm not a fake ass bitch. And I'm gonna write about me how I want so you guys can all know who I really am. I absolutely hate when people try to tell me I'm something that I know I'm not.

So lets start from the past. I was of course an innocent little girl at one point in my life. But it seems I had to grow up a little earlier then planned. I believe it was about the age of 10 that life finally hit me. I can't remember anything good. I remember only the bad times and my mind has blocked out the worst. I remember the running and the hiding. The screaming and the yelling. The lies and the awful truth. So young to be staying up 3 nights in a row. Eyes wide open.