Not so Picture Perfect

I would love to say that I grew up in a picture perfect family.
I would love to say that I am the picture perfect teenager.
I would love to say that I have a picture perfect boyfriend.
I would love to say that my life is picture perfect.

But it's not.

I am not your normal teenager.
I haven't seen my parents since I ran away from my fathers abusive grip a few years ago.
I met a guy, but we are both so messed up....I wonder if it will go anywhere...
I am a hitman. But I am a girl. So technically I am a hitwoman.
I kill for money.
I want love
But who could love a woman who murders people for a living?