[[ nerdy, particular, passionate, juvenile, artsy, cheerful ]] I'm not new, just the profile is. German/Irish
Love life .♥.
Piercings: lobe, both sides x2 first lobe sized to a 0 helix on right ear industrial on right side lip, monroe lip, spider bite
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I'm short, and I like it. I try to play it off as I wish I was taller, but it's all for show. I like being short, I like hugging my Daddy and having his chin rest nicely on the top of my head, I like fitting in small areas, I like curling up on my lover's lap to have him play with my hair. I don't mind having to pull up a chair to reach the top of what I'm cleaning, because I know when I reach the bottom, I'll have no problem fitting into the small area below to clean that as well.
I like to clean. I like to clean, I do not enjoy cleaning. I like living in a clean house, though I may be a little over obsessed with it. It's different to me though, a pile of laundry on the floor compared to a layer of dust over a counter top. When I clean, I like help. But, I'll never ask for it.
I never ask for help. I try to put myself out there so that I get offered help, just so I know it's there for me, but I never accept the offer. I've found that you have to force help on me, until I take it. Even for something stupid like helping my feet wake up.
I like to sit cross legged. I do it all the time, even though I know very well my feet are going to fall asleep after a while. Then, once they do, I regret it a little, uncross them, let them wake up, and just return to the previous sitting position. I learn from my mistakes, but some I choose to repeat again.
I like to fall in love. I've been hurt before, though I would never admit it to the ones I was involved with that they hurt me. The only thing better than falling in love, is being in love.
I love, being in love. It has to be one of the most rewarding feelings. I talk so highly of it all the time, and I think once you've experienced it you'll understand; you don't really understand until you go through it yourself. Such a powerful feeling, that I have to write about it so that I don't explode.
I love to write. It's so easy for me to write my feelings down if I need to get something off of my chest. Though, I've also been on the other side of the screen, reading words of intoxicated bliss, and not understanding it myself. But now, my words are full of the same chipper euphoria instead of the spiteful stabbing writing it was before, and for good reason. I used to think I couldn't produce anything worth reading if it wasn't out of anger. I wonder sometimes, if I was letting my passion for writing influence my personal life. I go back and read what I've written before, and wonder why in the world I was so upset about something so petty. At the time, I remember my feelings were so great but now that I read it over again years later, all I see are pretty words; I don't feel anything.
I like to go back and read what I've gone through in the past. I think it makes me appreciate just that much more, where I am today. I'm loving life, truly in every aspect of it. I've been accepted to a credited school, I have absolutely amazing friends, life is good.. Life is very good.
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