Unexpected

Introduction

I've always tried to be myself, to not care if I fit in. That's all fine and well, except it's not the truth - we all want to be accepted no matter how many times we say we don't care, there's always a part of us that does. I'm the typical 'I don't give one single shit' kinda girl; I have medium length dark brown hair with purple and blue streaks running through it in a way that you can hardly see the brown. I wear black and only black, I listen to punk rock music, I have multiple piercings climbing my ears and one that sits on the left side of my lip and I wear a decent amount of makeup on my dark green eyes. I've never been a big fan of people, it's normally just me and my music, sometimes I use my art as an escape. It's not like I've needed people, I'm able to take care of myself. Yes, I do realize what I have and it's not that I don't appreciate it, because believe me I do. Sometimes it's just easier to feel sorry for yourself and honestly I think we've all felt that way before, whether we want to admit it or not. I have a perfectly good life; I'm educated, I have a family that consists of my mother, father and my two brothers - Jared and Mark, they're the typical jock boys: Mark has sandy blonde hair and muscular build with strong features. Jared has light brown hair and a tall and lean build, however 'jerks' does not begin to describe the way they act! They're the star kids of the family and I hang in the background, just where I like it, unnoticed and caring for myself. My name is Kate Dean and I guess this is the stupid story of how I fell in love and ultimately how I got my heart broken.