Hi, I'm Alexandra but I prefer either Alex or Sasha. Why Sasha you ask? Because I am Russian and Sasha is short for Alexandra in Russian. I am an only child, I don't have a father...well I'm sure he is somewhere but I don't know who he is, where he is and I have never met him. I am 20 years young and no, I don't live in Russia. I have moved out and live in Cheshire. And don't worry, I don't have some obnoxious Russian accent. I don't have an accent in any language which makes life easier and people can't find out that I am not English. I have been living in England for almost 2 years anyway. I was lucky enough to find an apartment quickly. But I had a roomate. I once saw in the newspaper a roomate ad. A girl my age had written it and when I met her she was really nice, sweet, innocent and basically the complete opposite of me. Her name is Lily Clark. Now I have known her for almost 2 years and we are best friends. Our friendship works out because we are so different. Sure we have fights sometimes but we always make up after almost 10 minutes. Though the fights sometimes are more serious. Like, money problems, the rent, food, bills and all that important stuff. Honestly, I don't know where I'd be without her. Probably in the same place as my mother once was. I work with Lily at a local bar at night but my day job is helping some guy friends out (who pay me) at the car shops. Yeah, a couple of my friends are car mechanics and I help them which means that I have some experience in cars. I'm quite close to the guys who work there. They may seem tough at first but once you get to know them they are real sweethearts.
I had a pretty tough childhood with my mother doing drugs, hooking up with random guys, drinking but it wasn't like she was abusive. She was a shitty mother but she was still my mother. I grew up gaining some not-so good traits but at least I know how to survive. My mother didn't like to drink alone so she asked me to drink with her. Almost always. I myself had done drugs for a while but not anymore. I am not weak. And I don't get addicted easily. Plus the drugs that my mom had were really cheap and didn't have a HUGE effect on me. But you could get high.
Okay, enough about the drugs. I already told you that I don't know who my father is in result of my mom being a slut who slept with a different guy every night. Oh well, I'm sure my father wasn't better than her.
Let's just get down to the basic stuff. Hmm, let's see. I don't like people, I like to sleep, eat, drink, have fun. And I also have a passion for art. It's the one thing that can always cheer me up or calm me down. With art I can say everything that just won't come out of my mouth. I express my feelings while either drawing or painting. It's a special way of communication that cannot be made into words. Art just gets me through everything.
I hope this mess explained the mess that is my life and...yeah, bye! xx
- Alex

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You made me weak [HS FF]
FanfictionShe was strong. But then he came along and proved her wrong. WARNING:Contains strong language and swearing