The Girl
Myself
About the girl:
My name is Megan. I either go by Meg or Helmet.
21 Years Old. I'm not into cheap things. I like it classy. Hard, wild, and naughty...but classy none the less. I live in CA, and basically I don't care about any other place. I speak like a CA girl, and I act like one, it's just part of who I am.
I'm selfish, I'm judgemental, I'm kinky, I'm your parents worst nightmare. I know you want me. Scratch that. Honestly...I dislike being cocky, it's not something I do often.
I do tell it how it is though. My main beliefs are:
-Sadness is a decision
-If you can't say it again don't say it the first time.
-Self harm and suicide is the cowards way.
I'm an open bisexual. I like both men and women, equally.
I'm just a girl, who watches porn, who tends to be a b***h, is nagging, and has a best friend who I can laugh all day with at our little inside jokes.
I have no reason to be nice to you, and I don't expect you to treat me like I'm the queen.
Taken. Off the market. In a relationship...whatever the hell you want to call it, my heart belongs to a man that understands me. Not only accepts it but embraces it. I'm a high maintenance type of girl - no I'm not saying materialistic - but I require love and attention. I'm greedy for passion both physically and emotionally and he gives it to me good (Do with that statement as you will). The boy lets me play because he knows I'll always come back to him for something ten times better than anyone will give me.
I do text though, like no other!
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