I seek a a soul that will awaken an emotion in me that I'm not sure exists. One of safety and solace. Admiration and direction. Understanding and compassion. A soul that wont give up on me. My soul is restless but tired. I'm tragically flawed, beautifully grotesque and horribly misunderstood. I find beauty in the darkness, the odd and obscene. I am bats, purple, passionate. I sometimes come off harsh and rude when I speak. (you can take the girl outta Chicago, but you can't take Chicago outta the girl...) Admittedly, I am a bit ghetto. I Will cut a b*tch. (Just kidding. Or am I?
I feel that I have spent much of my 40 years merely existing. I want, correction...need to live. To experience. To feel. Creativity and expression are important to me. I love music. I long to master the guitar and sing in a band.
DO NOT contact me because your down to f#ck or seeking your next conquest. I'm not her. Yes I like s*x, no I'm not desperate enough to screw you before I know you.