I guess you could say I have never been the type of girl who was very girly . I have always been into motorcycles and rock bands. Those things really speak to me.
I feel strong about being different than others. I'm definitely not like anyone else that goes to my school. Hell, I'm not like anyone that lives in New York. I'm sure you are thinking I am some prissy city girl just up to no good but honestly I'm not. Well I wasn't. I still haven't discovered who I am.
I live with my father and two older sisters. They are both walking bad news. They aren't bad but they are the definition of prissy city airheads who only care about how they look and the guys they screw. I honestly can't stand that!
I hate when people treat me like my sisters. I am actually intelligent. That is one thing I got from mother. She was the smartest lady I have ever met in my life. Sometimes I wonder why she ever married dad. He is just like my sisters. I'm pretty sure he was them in highschool. Other than the whole being a guy and you know they are girls.
I love dad but I still think mother could have done way better than him. She loved him though. I still think that the only reason she fell in love with him is because he accepted me and no one else would. Just in case you happen to be confused. My "dad" is my step dad. Mother was dating a old biker who just so happend be my biological father. Right before he was locked up for dealing drugs he left my mother for a 19 year old pot head named Ginger. Oh, and guess what? She's a Ginger. Okay, enough about my crappy luck with fathers. My life hasn't been horrible other than losing mother but I make myself depressed when I think of her so I shall say no more.
