You and Me

Okay, so listen up. I'm not your typical girl, here. Kay? I don't like make up. I don't like heels or purses. I don't like painting my nails or wearing expensive perfumes. And definitely not into having a relationship any time soon.

I like food. If food were human, we'd be married together. BTW, I love coffee on winter days and ice cream on sunny days. Same with music, rainy days and sunny days are two types of playlists I have on my 4-year old iPod. Its my life, basically. I like to sing. I like to write songs and poems. I like to draw crazy stuff like dragons and shit. I like to play basketball, baseball, soccer, and sometimes tennis. And I know I have flaws.

My parents don't really get along. They fight, dad leaves to wherever. Mom cries in the room, wishing she never met him. This is almost every week, may I add. My little brother and I have to suffer from not having support from our dad as much as from our mom.

Back in America, (now I had to move to London. Dad got a job there.) I barely had friends. My 'boyfriend', Shane, was trying to use me for his pleasure. He was my first 'love' ever. Apparently, he didn't feel the same. I was just another heart he put in his jar. That broke me. Made me feel like that was, and still is, what a boy really wants from you.

So now I shut almost everyone else in my life out, but my parents. I keep my thoughts and feelings on paper, and wait for a miracle to happen.

Well, it did. Kinda.

Five boys and two girls came to the rescue.