Rogue

There is a lot I have done in my life that I regret. Like when I was 13 and decided to cut all my hair off and dyed it red, which resulted in me being called a fire crotch for the whole year. Or the time I let my little sister and brother watch a scary movie, and they couldn't sleep alone for a week. But my latest fuck up is nothing I can get out of. It is something I am going to have to live with for a long time.

I have been living in Dartford, England, for three years now. It was never my plan to end up here. I wanted to have an exciting life - full of friends, family, and memories. Instead, I am living in a split level studio, 4,426 miles from the people I love most. I did this to myself, and I deserve every minute of it.

Almost three years ago, I was living in Gainesville, Florida, where I attended the University of Florida. I was so excited to be moving forward so positively in my life. I had a rough start in life, but I got a second chance, and boy did I blow it. It all started when I met Isabel Amaro. Izzy was my roommate in my freshman year at University. I could tell from the first time I met her that she was just like me. Maybe I should have walked away then, but deep down, I know I didn't want to.

Warning: Contains some strong language