Don't be scared; I'm only tough on the outside; on the inside I'm all sweet and squishy, like a burnt marshmallow..have had my heart broken more than once, but I'm not giving up;I have a lot to offer, and I know there's someone out there for me..I have a pretty Effed up sense of humor; I don't really want to steal a car...
I fancy myself a writer.
I'm sarcastic and usually offensive, but I don't ACT like a****
I'm sensitive and sweet and would give you the shirt off my back.
Goals? To not meet anymore weirdos or settle for anything less than I really want.
And yes, I CAN be picky; just because I'm on a dating site doesn't mean I'm desperate; I like me and surround myself with awesome people as much as possible, and I'm pretty sure there are some awesome people here that I'd love to meet.
I'm a smoker; nasty habit, I know, but I'll quit when I want, not for you or because of you.
About the drug thing, I used to smoke a LOT of pot, I still do, but I used to, too ;)...but needed to point out that tweakers and people with a penchant for pharmaceuticals need not apply. I will require a picture of your medicine cabinet, just to see what I'm dealing with.
I'm into younger men; they seem to wanna do the same kindsa stuff I do;
I was readin my relationship needs, and it says I'm looking for someone to be my sexual submissive; NOT true; I want a guy who can pick me up n throw me around n pull my hair...
I won't talk politics with you, and I won't talk religion with you; I will, however burn a big fattie with you and discuss if the Hokey Pokey REALLY IS what it's all about..
I've reigned in on the drinkin. Still hangin out at the bar n stuff, just can't take the hangovers but about three times a year..
I won't ask you what are you thinking (cause I don't care) and I won't ask you if this dress makes me look fat, cause, umm, well, I don't wear dresses, and I DON'T CARE...I have a couple of pairs of shoes, but the only labels you'll find on em say Adidas, Doc Marten and converse....oh, and flip flops....
Please have your own friends, cause I can't entertain you constantly, and it irritates me to have a guy stuck up my butt ALL the time.
And yeah, some people on here SHOULD just go ahead and DRINK the GASOLINE; drink it drink it drink it...
Guys that say, cute, comfy, or use their fingers to make those quotation marks in the air deserve to be shot...in the ass...with a paintball gun....repeatedly
I AM looking for a relationship, not a hookup, not an ego boost or anyone that isn't interested in focusing on one woman at a time. If you're chatting up all the single women in the tri county area, just skip me, k? Oh, and no 40 yr old juggalos, please?
Love and adore guys with long hair...fly your freak flag proudly, my friend....
My nose is pierced, my tongue is pierced n I have a tiny monroe piercing, andy bottom lip sports a little glitter sometimes as well; I dont wear all of them all the time, just when I feel like making old people uncomfortable. I have 10 small tattoos scattered all over (none of em on my forehead, nor any strange men's names), and am apt to get new stuff at any moment...this can't be a problem for you, or you won't like me much and...I won't care...
So, about me? I'm a tatted up, pierced up, cowboy boot wearin, mother and grandmother; I wear my heart on my sleeve but can change the radiator in your truck; I love rock and roll and OLD country, rodeos and mosh pits too..why am I single? last guy said I was "too much" for him and he "couldn't keep up"...whatever THAT means. What do I think? He wasnt the one for me...are you?
You could pick something; I'd like that even better, as long as it's not a loud ass club or a nature hike, as im old and have a bad hip. I love being outside, but unless you want to carry me piggyback when it goes out, we should stay close to the car.
Outside, is a good place for me, as I tend to break sh*t if I stay cooped up too long; not on purpose, I'm just kinda clumsy and can't sit still. I have a good friend that is a retired Army Ranger; he's taught me a lot about home made explosives, so maybe we could go out in the woods somewhere and just blow some sh*t up (some place where we wouldn't get caught, I'm not interested in going to jail, I'm fun but I ain't THAT kind of fun)...
So, if you made it thru all that & you STILL wanna look me up, you can't say I didn't warn you. I'm a handful, for sure, but in a good way, I think. My cup is always half full, and if not, there's a liquor store right around the corner.